The More, The Merrier!
It's true: if you're awake, you will not lose the path. She crossed her legs, hunched closer to me, tucked the grey layers behind her ear, and said, "What are you afraid of?" "Well," I paused, gathered the fears rattling about in my being, and admitted, "I'm afraid of losing the path." "You can't lose the path," she sat upright, uncrossed her legs, and rooted her feet. "As long as you're present, you won't miss the markers; trust me." I filled my lungs with breath, and
