frost

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.

~The Road Not Taken (1915), Robert Frost

so it was, when i woke up yesterday morning, a kind soul has decided

to help me out, i made a promise to myself, that whenever possible,

i will always help a stranger out,

i will always care deeply and give freely.

i slept like a baby last night. i hadn't slept so well in a long time.

p.s. inspira, sending out warm wishes on a hot summer day. hope you are having fun,

~exp