Curiosity killed the cat

Today I was driving back home and i thought i had to try one highway exit and see where it led me because i thought it was a shortcut and I had to figure it out. I passed by many times, but never really had the chance or the will to try it out.

So this time I took the exit, following 4 other cars that were going like in a convoy and drove as if they were following each other to this “secret” shortcut and knew what they were doing. I drove and drove, and 10 mins later, i found myself chasing the car in front of me because it was the only one that didnt take a turn at some point…And I asked myself…hmm…strange. Maybe i was wrong…but MAYBE, this car really knows the way through the shortcut, SO i followed him. I felt kinda weird at one time, but i thought: “What the hell mig, if you’re gonna do something, do it all the way”. At that very same moment, the car turned left into a parking. He was home.

And I was lost.

As i just followed the car keeping a rough idea of where i was inside the city, i totally lost the way to the highway. It was rush hour and it took me a whole hour to get back to the very same place where i took the exit (well, maybe 100 meters away).

1 hour later my question was answered. That exit wasnt any secret shortcut around the highway’s traffic jam. Of course, when i got back to the highway, the traffic jam was still there (maybe even a bit bigger)…so in the meanwhile i said to myself:

Curiosity killed the cat….But satisfaction brought it back.

Now I know where that exit leads and I rather know that wonder without ever trying.

Im happy.