I love a good path. I’m drawn to them. In paintings and photographs. My favourite is to be walking down one. When I find that I’ve discovered one I just pause and enjoy. Qualities of a good path: Tall trees, meandering trails, and a destination not seen but to be discovered.
Some psychologist could probably tell me why I’m attracted to them. Running away from something? Running to something? I think that there is a sense of anticipation. What’s around the corner? What’s in store for me?