One of my favorite poems is The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost. My favorite part is the last:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Not long ago I walked one of the trails near the NC Museum of Art. I have loved this trail for years. When I need to clear my head, I go out and walk 3 or 4 miles. On that particular Sunday, for some reason, I was very aware of the traffic sounds on nearby I-40. I kept thinking about the drivers: how many of them had no idea that just a few yards away was this serene world, a path with singing birds, gentle breezes, and whimsical art? They could easily reach all of it if they only took the Blue Ridge Road exit, turned right, and went down to the Museum entrance.

Is there a path you have passed by without noticing? One with a different world that might calm and refresh you? The next time you are driving, take time to look around. See if there is something you have driven by a hundred times without paying any attention. You might find something wonderful.