We’ve gotten really good at knowing exactly where we’re going.
Type an address into your phone and a blue line tells you which road to take, where to turn, how many minutes until you get there, and which lane you need to be in three miles from now.
It’s incredibly useful.
It’s also a pretty good way to make sure you never accidentally find anything.
There was a time when taking the wrong road meant pulling out a map, looking for a gas station, or just continuing on for a while to see where the hell it went.
Now the second we miss a turn, a voice tells us to make a U-turn.
Maybe we’re correcting ourselves too quickly.
Some roads are worth following just because you’ve never been down them.
The little county road that disappears around a bend. The faded sign pointing toward a town you’ve never heard of. The roadside place with three trucks parked outside that somehow serves the best burger you’ve had in years.
None of it was on the itinerary.
That’s sort of the point.
Not everything has to be optimized.
Not every drive needs the fastest route. Not every weekend needs reservations. Not every hour needs to justify itself by accomplishing something.
Sometimes you can turn because the road looks interesting.
Keep going because you have enough gas.
Stop because something caught your eye.
And if twenty minutes later you have absolutely no idea where you are?
Well.
You weren’t in a hurry anyway.
— Guadalupe Provisions Co.