Quite a profound question from four year old Jack when his aunt Kirsten cried "urch" as she braked the car after accidentally passing by Dairy Queen. His pure uncluttered mind was eager for, and receptive to the answer. In our family the word "urch" means to slow down, possibly turn around, and hopefully be rewarded for our quick change of direction. Sometimes it simply means we've gone a little too far and need to stop.
I like that word. It's a shame I don't use it more. Once I venture out, I rarely refer to directions. I tend to ignore road signs warning of potential problems ahead and have grown accustomed to circling my destination a few times before actully arriving. I prefer to optimistically and ignorantly navigate on my own. If I find I'm hopelessly lost I can always flounder back to where I started from and start over. I'm tired of that though...it's a waste of time and I know better. Why, when I sense the first sign of trouble don't I hit the brakes, say urch and head back for ice cream?
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