I felt, a few months ago, like I was skipping down this happy meadow path. Sun shining, but not hot at all. In fact, a cool breeze blowing by. Bunnies hanging out, blue skies, and green trees. Flowers every so often with the butterfly hanging out. You know, the disney movie sort. I couldn't see the distance because I was so busy looking at what was around me that I didn't bother to look further. Then all of a sudden, there was this black castle with a moat and storms, the draw bridge lowered to the opposite side, seemingly to convince me it was welcoming or just not a threat. But come on, in a happy meadow path, a shadowy castle is definitely not good.
I thought the path was set, that I would end up there. Or find some sort of escape tunnel inside. Instead, I took a turn through the woods. Not the dreary scary sort, but the kind that allowed for dappled sunlight. Still meandering. Not sure where I'm going now, but the direction away from the castle. I'm looking up now and again so I'm not surprised. I don't see anything looming on the horizon so I think I made the right choice.