On my way home via bicycle when I decided to try the bike path to see if it led to the nearby school's parking lot as an easier way of getting across the park overpass like I thought. I pedaled for several minutes before ending up in a neighborhood on a street that I swear ran parallel to Livingston (the road I was originally on) and thought, "Alright, I think I know where I am. I just need to turn right at the next intersection to get back to Livingston." I kept going and eventually ended up on Livingston without ever turning. I call witchcraft.
