Often getting lost is a result getting flustered at something new resulting in unclear thinking. Sometimes it's best to go slow and think things through.
I've seen this before though. . . at the first unscheduled snowflake I'd've been turning around looking for a cup of cocoa at that diner we passed on the way up. . .
Not me! I know of nothing more peaceful than a cold calm day in the woods when it's snowing. Sky and land are one, and you can hear the snow falling. Poet Laureate Robert Frost wrote a poem about it.........
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy DayWhose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
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