The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -

I took the one less traveled by

And that has made all the difference.

- Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken

My favorite of his.

It reminds me to be adventurous and brave, and for some reason not so tangible here, to challenge myself each and every day. If this makes all the difference, what kind of difference will that be?

I believe it will be a good one.

P. S.

There was a lull in posts due to midterms the last few days. May I have enough foresight in the future to be more consistent.