Lost but happy

I cycled to an appointment this morning using sat nav. I didn't use the voice part, just the follow the line with the dot (that's is you) part. 

Out of the 6 turnings, 

I got it wrong 

6 times. 

Statistically unlikely to the degree that you could argue that my belief that I am not good with directions is a self-fulfilling prophecy. 

But I'm not interested in that pseudo-psychology explanation right now. 

I am not good with directions. 

THE END 

At one point I thought I had gone mental, 

The road I was on, from which there was no turning off, disappeared right off the white line.

I stop, went back, pondered, then surmised that I was meant to cycle through the forest...

I was wrong, 

So I went back, 

There was a set of steps heading under the railway line... 

This was the correct path...

Sat Nav was set to walking! 

Throughout all of this though, 

I was laughing, 

Ok, internally chuckling,

Externally smiling, 

Because I wasn't thinking how frustrating it was, I was thinking what a funny story it would make. 

That's all we have really, 

Success or a story you can laugh at later. 

I'll be in bed again tonight, 

everything will be fine, 

The world will keep turning, 

All that's left is success or a good story. 

Frustration or anger is just punching yourself in the face twice. 

In the grand scheme of things it doesn't matter, even if I'm late, even if I miss my appointment.

Perhaps I'll learn a lesson, but I'll definitely have a good story. 

Ed Ley

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