Road
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood. I looked at the snow-covered roads. The snow hadn’t quite filled their ruts. Looked up at the trees and felt the heavy snow-laden silence of the canopy pressing down. I squinted up at the snow as it fell, and then looked back down at my phone, padding at it with my gloved hands. Dammit, I thought. No service. The blue dot representing my location hovered over the cabin, which was the last time I had data service, before setting out. It was