Observed on the trail: A metaphor for life

Yesterday I went for a walk on a lovely meandering trail through the pine flats near my house. The track twisted and turned back on itself so often that it seemed a wonder it would ever reach its destination. But the scenery was gorgeous.

Kind of like life, I thought. Sometimes the long, circuitous, seemingly random path is the most beautiful and the most satisfying.

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