growing up in new hampshire meant we read robert frost. i must have read everything he's written. but through the years only one has stayed with me and it seems increasingly appropriate right now.
"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."
Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920. The Road Not Taken
today i'm off to salt lake city!