i am listening to a band and i can think about summer and maps and holding hands and making bad choices and leading people on and thinking about girls and lying in bed and the temper trap is where my joy divides and i am thinking about blue eyes and green eyes and all the ways my heart divides
kat
this is no detour. this is paying your dues. writing this paper is all i have to do. it’s all i need to keep my on this path. to get to that place where i can do what i love all the time. i will try to stop complaining. i should be grateful that this is the only thing in my way. it’s just a fucking paper.
starz
I used to confuse detours with shortcuts.
I don’t do that anymore.
Wyatt
somebody asked me the other day if I could describe confidence to him… now tbh its a pretty ambiguous subject but I thought about it hard for a few seconds and this was my response…
‘This is’ then I hit him haha
ben richardson
There was a truck caught in traffic. It was so vast, cars for miles around were stopped in their places because it couldn’t move. The largest traffic jam in the world, they said. So many people had to take detours around this massive, monstrous truck just so they could get to work… an hour late. That was how long it took to get around this horrid contraption. Who would make such a terrible thing?
Rhea
Turn left, No?
turn right
a detour is ahead
it’s scary
plans get messed up
and sometimes it’s temporary
sometimes it’s permanent
and when it works out
for the better
it’s amazing
so is a detour good or bad?
I don’t really know.
But whether I want to or not, I have to turn right instead today.
Rose
The detour took them far away from their destination. But they were happy, for where they ended up was far more beautiful than anywhere they could have planned to go.
alexandria
always somewhere you’re not going
lost on a twisting road
but somewhere in the between
on the road
long winding lost
in places
it’s a reason to know
something else
or maybe an excuse to follow
it somewhere else
back to where you came from
again, tangential,
to the place you started.
Peter McConnell
Detours arise in life, whether or not we expect them or wish to encounter them. What separates champions from those who struggle to merely survive is how to encounter and respond to a detour.
Dave
detour
julie solomon
you’re a detour
you’re a stop on the way
till tomorow
till he comes back home
or i spill off the edge
sharent hernandez
I was frustrated when I was forced to take a detour on my route to work that day. My mind was filled with anxiety about the upcoming staff meeting and the detour didn’t help.
Suddenly, I was in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar and somewhat hostile faces around me. Where did I go wrong?
Cathy G in SC
take a detour in my head.
shiver. scream. YARP.
reality fades into blacked wood.
standing in the sunshine, dim blue veins.
blood runs it’s course.
then fades away…
the trees are dying, and never healing.
Della
something thaT JUST GOES around and you dont know where it goes but you follow it anyway because it seems to be the right way, but who knows. you usually get lost following it.
reem
what happeneds when you are driving and you cant go a certain way. so you have to take a detour and you get to go a different way and maybe see hings that you have never seen before and see areas that are new to you. so you can take detours in your life to and you can see new things and new places and take a different route that you arent used to at all. and you get to be different. so take detours cause they get you to places youve never been.
alexa fairbairn
i was driving along a moonlight path, the normal path i take home work every day. However something was different this time… there was a detour. a detour of all things??? give me a murderer a rapist anything but a damn detour… i was a half hour late getting home that night.
fred
i was driving along a moonlight path, the normal path i take home work every day. However something was different this time… there was a detour. a detour of all things??? give me a murderer a rapist anything but a damn detour… i was a half hour late getting home that night.
fred
One time I went to Dallas and there were a lot of detours and a bunch of traffic. I wanted something to eat, but my dad said to wait until we get out of the city because it was so busy and he didn’t know how long it would take to get food. He was cranky because we were going to be home late, but that was okay with me because I like car rides.
Jessica
i really enjoy detours.
they take you to different places
you might have never seen before.
oh, it’s sometimes amazing
what you’ll find.
Brittany
You take off on a trip to Kentucky, the other side of the state capital has raised some questions in your mind, and all this time you have had no answers. The detour takes you off track though and you cannot find your way back. Youre scared, alone, and hungry. What to do? What to do?
Run? Stay? Hide? You cant decide. What to do? What to do?
Montana
The red balloon was thrilled to be a part of the large bunch. Then the wind blew and it gently pulled away from the other brightly colored orbs. Where would it find it’s place now? When would it feel the warm palm of a happy child? The detour would be a grand adventure!
Melissa
why oh why do i have to take this detour? i dont wanna go around my original route; there is a reason it is my default, it is the best. detours are ridiculous because they never actually help and jsut get you lost. next time i encounter a detour i am going to just drive right thru my original route.
bob
just rambling and no clear direction. Then a detour. where to turn? do i have a choice? What path should I be on now? give me an anchor. Give me a sign. Make my way clear and straight with no surprises. Will I find my way back?
Melssa
Staring into the dancing flames, he felt the beat and the drum taps of his childhood still plugging on in his chest. His raggy clothes reminded him of the crimson he once wore. He looked slowly to his humble shelter – nothing more than a box – and slowly wept.
Sean
i go to schoo by noida detour. because road is very snooth of Noida
tyuik
I wasn’t planning on going in the direction I am heading but now that I am already here it is impossible to turn around. I guess it isn’t so bad, there are worse places to have ended up. When life hands you a detour, sometimes you have to just hold on and take it.
Monica
i had to take a detour on my way up to canada for the evening. I was stopped by a man in black on the way there. It was an old route, with an old brick street and spooky trees that seemed to be whispering my name. All i wanted to do was get back to the highway. The man in black knew my name.
Teresa
i took a detour on my way back home last night. the roads were flooded. I ran out of gas, and got stuck in a small town. you came and picked me up in the pouring rain though
Theodore Dattilo
something that takes you to the place that you want to go but on a different route. Sometimes a fun place to visit on the way to somewhere.
Molly
“Let’s take a little detour.”
“Sure!”
There was no reason not to. After all, we didn’t have any specific destinations in mind, no deadlines to meet, no annoying relatives to stay with. This was the first road trip in my life where we had just hopped in the car with some basic provisions and some cash, and hit the road. The freedom of it was intoxicating. I wished it could all last forever.
vish
a way one goes, a path off the main road. A choice different then the one expected. A break. Mentally. Physically. Spiritually. A chance.
Stephanie
path away from home, wander away
not care
get out
get away
find something else
just not matter
just find a way out
a break from life
She walked onto the path, ignoring all of the warning signs, forgetting all indications of reason and logic. She walked away from the direction life was leading her.
Irina
leads you somewhere else, somewhere perhaps unexpected. but it keeps life exciting, you have a reason to continue… why practice in the habitual cycle that we call “life”? take some detours, they’re good for the soul. not junk. junctions are necessary.
Natalie
valvoline mamas,
casual wear,
fighting the best
of the beasties
in the walls
of Nepal,
sighting the jiggly
set, infiltrating
those at the Six:
you wondered
before the wonder
started, stranded
in the separation
between fools
& gnomes: take
you best shot,
overindulge
the chocolate nudge
eastward:
two flowers twined
& in their twining
twinned the aspen
spaces, all
the tender buttons
of their lateral
charms.
paschal
going on a detour is a pleasant way to get from one place to another far more interesting that making a journey in a straight route as you have the opportunity to see things from a different perspective. detouring is a great way to find new places and learn new things. most detours happen by accident but are great nonetheless.
pete swan
Some place I didn’t plan to go! Like when my GPS doesn’t account for road construction or an accident.
Angie
Go around do not proceed danger Do not enter Even if you want to go in, don’t do. Harm could come your way. go back go back go back
Teresa Haymore
The way around it. The way I could take. The way that would bring me nothing but trouble, but it would take away the pain. It would cost me time, but give me life. Should I take this path before me? Should I make the decision that I can never change? Should I go this route that I may never return?
Hannah Rose
she took the first detour she saw…. no care about where it would lead… she’d thought too much anyway. she kept her stride, walked without a stop, the tears just kept flowing, but she walked with no care… soon, she found herself at the brink…right over the edge of a cliff… a beautiful sunset, a gorgeous scenery lay before her…. the detour was luck… but hope wasn’t lost…
Preethi
There was one thing I learned on the train ride from Limerick to Boston: Never underestimate fairies. “Watch your step and keep clear of the dust,” the conductor said, as we gathered on the platform. They’d messed with the tracks again, unable to resist the idea of rerouting us to New York or New Gargantua or maybe even Atlantis, if they were feeling particularly malicious.
i am listening to a band and i can think about summer and maps and holding hands and making bad choices and leading people on and thinking about girls and lying in bed and the temper trap is where my joy divides and i am thinking about blue eyes and green eyes and all the ways my heart divides
this is no detour. this is paying your dues. writing this paper is all i have to do. it’s all i need to keep my on this path. to get to that place where i can do what i love all the time. i will try to stop complaining. i should be grateful that this is the only thing in my way. it’s just a fucking paper.
I used to confuse detours with shortcuts.
I don’t do that anymore.
somebody asked me the other day if I could describe confidence to him… now tbh its a pretty ambiguous subject but I thought about it hard for a few seconds and this was my response…
‘This is’ then I hit him haha
There was a truck caught in traffic. It was so vast, cars for miles around were stopped in their places because it couldn’t move. The largest traffic jam in the world, they said. So many people had to take detours around this massive, monstrous truck just so they could get to work… an hour late. That was how long it took to get around this horrid contraption. Who would make such a terrible thing?
Turn left, No?
turn right
a detour is ahead
it’s scary
plans get messed up
and sometimes it’s temporary
sometimes it’s permanent
and when it works out
for the better
it’s amazing
so is a detour good or bad?
I don’t really know.
But whether I want to or not, I have to turn right instead today.
The detour took them far away from their destination. But they were happy, for where they ended up was far more beautiful than anywhere they could have planned to go.
always somewhere you’re not going
lost on a twisting road
but somewhere in the between
on the road
long winding lost
in places
it’s a reason to know
something else
or maybe an excuse to follow
it somewhere else
back to where you came from
again, tangential,
to the place you started.
Detours arise in life, whether or not we expect them or wish to encounter them. What separates champions from those who struggle to merely survive is how to encounter and respond to a detour.
detour
you’re a detour
you’re a stop on the way
till tomorow
till he comes back home
or i spill off the edge
I was frustrated when I was forced to take a detour on my route to work that day. My mind was filled with anxiety about the upcoming staff meeting and the detour didn’t help.
Suddenly, I was in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar and somewhat hostile faces around me. Where did I go wrong?
take a detour in my head.
shiver. scream. YARP.
reality fades into blacked wood.
standing in the sunshine, dim blue veins.
blood runs it’s course.
then fades away…
the trees are dying, and never healing.
something thaT JUST GOES around and you dont know where it goes but you follow it anyway because it seems to be the right way, but who knows. you usually get lost following it.
what happeneds when you are driving and you cant go a certain way. so you have to take a detour and you get to go a different way and maybe see hings that you have never seen before and see areas that are new to you. so you can take detours in your life to and you can see new things and new places and take a different route that you arent used to at all. and you get to be different. so take detours cause they get you to places youve never been.
i was driving along a moonlight path, the normal path i take home work every day. However something was different this time… there was a detour. a detour of all things??? give me a murderer a rapist anything but a damn detour… i was a half hour late getting home that night.
i was driving along a moonlight path, the normal path i take home work every day. However something was different this time… there was a detour. a detour of all things??? give me a murderer a rapist anything but a damn detour… i was a half hour late getting home that night.
One time I went to Dallas and there were a lot of detours and a bunch of traffic. I wanted something to eat, but my dad said to wait until we get out of the city because it was so busy and he didn’t know how long it would take to get food. He was cranky because we were going to be home late, but that was okay with me because I like car rides.
i really enjoy detours.
they take you to different places
you might have never seen before.
oh, it’s sometimes amazing
what you’ll find.
You take off on a trip to Kentucky, the other side of the state capital has raised some questions in your mind, and all this time you have had no answers. The detour takes you off track though and you cannot find your way back. Youre scared, alone, and hungry. What to do? What to do?
Run? Stay? Hide? You cant decide. What to do? What to do?
The red balloon was thrilled to be a part of the large bunch. Then the wind blew and it gently pulled away from the other brightly colored orbs. Where would it find it’s place now? When would it feel the warm palm of a happy child? The detour would be a grand adventure!
why oh why do i have to take this detour? i dont wanna go around my original route; there is a reason it is my default, it is the best. detours are ridiculous because they never actually help and jsut get you lost. next time i encounter a detour i am going to just drive right thru my original route.
just rambling and no clear direction. Then a detour. where to turn? do i have a choice? What path should I be on now? give me an anchor. Give me a sign. Make my way clear and straight with no surprises. Will I find my way back?
Staring into the dancing flames, he felt the beat and the drum taps of his childhood still plugging on in his chest. His raggy clothes reminded him of the crimson he once wore. He looked slowly to his humble shelter – nothing more than a box – and slowly wept.
i go to schoo by noida detour. because road is very snooth of Noida
I wasn’t planning on going in the direction I am heading but now that I am already here it is impossible to turn around. I guess it isn’t so bad, there are worse places to have ended up. When life hands you a detour, sometimes you have to just hold on and take it.
i had to take a detour on my way up to canada for the evening. I was stopped by a man in black on the way there. It was an old route, with an old brick street and spooky trees that seemed to be whispering my name. All i wanted to do was get back to the highway. The man in black knew my name.
i took a detour on my way back home last night. the roads were flooded. I ran out of gas, and got stuck in a small town. you came and picked me up in the pouring rain though
something that takes you to the place that you want to go but on a different route. Sometimes a fun place to visit on the way to somewhere.
“Let’s take a little detour.”
“Sure!”
There was no reason not to. After all, we didn’t have any specific destinations in mind, no deadlines to meet, no annoying relatives to stay with. This was the first road trip in my life where we had just hopped in the car with some basic provisions and some cash, and hit the road. The freedom of it was intoxicating. I wished it could all last forever.
a way one goes, a path off the main road. A choice different then the one expected. A break. Mentally. Physically. Spiritually. A chance.
path away from home, wander away
not care
get out
get away
find something else
just not matter
just find a way out
a break from life
She walked onto the path, ignoring all of the warning signs, forgetting all indications of reason and logic. She walked away from the direction life was leading her.
leads you somewhere else, somewhere perhaps unexpected. but it keeps life exciting, you have a reason to continue… why practice in the habitual cycle that we call “life”? take some detours, they’re good for the soul. not junk. junctions are necessary.
valvoline mamas,
casual wear,
fighting the best
of the beasties
in the walls
of Nepal,
sighting the jiggly
set, infiltrating
those at the Six:
you wondered
before the wonder
started, stranded
in the separation
between fools
& gnomes: take
you best shot,
overindulge
the chocolate nudge
eastward:
two flowers twined
& in their twining
twinned the aspen
spaces, all
the tender buttons
of their lateral
charms.
going on a detour is a pleasant way to get from one place to another far more interesting that making a journey in a straight route as you have the opportunity to see things from a different perspective. detouring is a great way to find new places and learn new things. most detours happen by accident but are great nonetheless.
Some place I didn’t plan to go! Like when my GPS doesn’t account for road construction or an accident.
Go around do not proceed danger Do not enter Even if you want to go in, don’t do. Harm could come your way. go back go back go back
The way around it. The way I could take. The way that would bring me nothing but trouble, but it would take away the pain. It would cost me time, but give me life. Should I take this path before me? Should I make the decision that I can never change? Should I go this route that I may never return?
she took the first detour she saw…. no care about where it would lead… she’d thought too much anyway. she kept her stride, walked without a stop, the tears just kept flowing, but she walked with no care… soon, she found herself at the brink…right over the edge of a cliff… a beautiful sunset, a gorgeous scenery lay before her…. the detour was luck… but hope wasn’t lost…
There was one thing I learned on the train ride from Limerick to Boston: Never underestimate fairies. “Watch your step and keep clear of the dust,” the conductor said, as we gathered on the platform. They’d messed with the tracks again, unable to resist the idea of rerouting us to New York or New Gargantua or maybe even Atlantis, if they were feeling particularly malicious.