She walks onto the unbeaten path, never knowing when lies behind the next twist in the trees. Sometimes she wanders off the path but she always keeps the path insight, the path is comfort, the path is home. Sometimes paths cross, some only for a few feet, but others for miles and miles.... I hope yours lasts for miles

Sometimes people walk with her on her path, sometimes guiding, sometimes following, and sometimes just walking beside her, keeping her sane. Somtimes she can't see the ground that lays infront of her, causing her to stumble, trip or fall, but she always regains her footing, always gets back up and keeps on walking.

Sometimes she is guided by the stars as if destiny has a plan of its own, other times she reaches forks in the road and has to chose a path, making her own destiny, playing the role of fate. Sometimes she wishes she could switch paths with someone, and other times there is no where else in the world she would chose to be, because its her path, and for better or for worse, her feet always seem to land one foot in front of the other...

She walks on an unbeaten path, never knowing what lies ahead...