Ever since I was 4 years old, I walked home from school and saw many different paths. I always took the same one because it was the fastest way home.

I started remembering things from the path, like the shoe shop on the right, and the large river that I couldn't find the end of.

Later, I saw intricate details of everything. By Autumn, the summer shoes were being replaced by the winter shoes, and vice versa. In spring, I saw the water moving gently, and there were baby ducks desperately searching for their mothers. When it was dark, I saw the light from the moon dancing on the surface of the water.

I never even thought of straying from the path.