Wrong Turn

I took a wrong turn today. She fell asleep when I was about to turn into my parent's driveway, so drove past and continued on.

Drove past my childhood friend's home, past the dam I used to run to, past horse barns, past a place where they sell maple syrup.

The weather is perfect, crisp, sunny. Chickadee is asleep in the back. Florence and the Machine coming through the speakers.

I take a left on a gravel road, I recognize the name of the road and I wonder if I know where I am or how to get back.

The road is rocky, there are no houses, no signs. I keep driving.

A creek runs down the middle of the road, she's still asleep and there is no way to turn around. There is no one around to ask directions.

I keep driving, knowing that even if I don't know exactly where I am at this very moment, I've already picked a direction and if I keep going I'll find myself exactly where I need to be.

And I did.

And I will.


This is my fourth post for Just Write. You can see my other posts, here, here and here.