When I was very young, in one of my families earliest homes, there was a photograph that always facinated me and yet scared me at the same time. It was of a street sign, at the end of a road, at night, with a field behind it. The street sign was yellow with arrows pointing left and right, indicating a fork in the road. The picture almost scared me; this sign - in the dark, in the middle of no where. However it also facisnated me at the same time - where was this sign? Who took this photograph? Under the photograph was a poem I have since memorized, it is my favorite poem to this day, and it has become my personal motto and one I think is relevant to my current adventure. Isnt it interesting how something from so long ago, that effected me in that way, can come full circle and be so relevant to me today.

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
- Robert Frost