Trust me on this next bit, because yesterday I walked a long way through the snow and saw the symbolism with my own mind.

All our lives are like a deep winter. There are billions of us plodding through it with only a few different places to go. In most directions, the trails are well-used and the snow is packed down tight. This is where we go, these simple ways, with miles of untouched possibility all around us. You can go that way and nobody will stop you, but you’ll never know where it leads, and how difficult the walk will be.

Some people take those directions.