How often in life do you miss the path you intended to follow because you were looking/waiting for a sign that wasn't there?
As a last hoorah of the summer, my family took a little day trip to a hiking trail nearby that leads to a Hot Springs at the top of a mountain. It's a beautiful, peaceful place where you can wade in the clear warm water and let little fish eat all of the grime and dead skin off your feet, which is a strange, but amazing sensation.
