While writing this post about my chosen path of Creative Writing, I thought about a delicious path I’d discovered and followed in Cavtat, Croatia; it brought to mind the poem by the American poet, Robert Frost, which starts with the lines:
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;Robert Frost (1874-1963)