You find yourself turning around, the clearing scared you. You didn’t know what it would do to you, what if it changed you? That was scary to change. You run and run until you are back on that sandy path. You are lost, so you keep walking. Hoping to see that sign again, but you missed your chance. You ran from experience. You left, but you didn’t change. You left, but there’s no way back to the beginning. You lie in the sand. This is your end.