I Lost My Path In The Woods.

But found something priceless in return.

I was out of the building and stepping down the block’s stairs onto the sidewalk when I noticed goosebumps on the skin of my arms. A cold gust of wind had swept past me, leaving fallen leaves squirming on the pavement in its wake. The leaves were rust-brown, not yet the blazing red, a hue they would acquire very soon as the end of summer gave way…