Long lost Becky

So there I was, enjoying the gorgeous snow and outdoor world of Afton, MN... the snow was falling softly because the trees were catching it and then releasing it in bunches. There was a gentleness and hilarity to the snow fall. One minute you're reveling in its glory and the next it splats on you. There's some magic to the woods and no human-made signs that guide your way. That is, until you are horribly lost and OFF the map. At times, my journey with the three delightful students whose company I was keeping was fun and spirited. Other times, people were discussing who'd be eaten first if we remained lost in the woods. Crazy. So, for today's daily post, please write about the experience of being lost, whether it was literal or figurative:)