In over your head..ever heard that? Probably. And unfortunately, you’ve probably experienced it first hand too. Take last year. My boyfriend at the time lived in Whitewood, SD. It was a beautiful day when I embarked on my little “journey” of sorts. No rain, no wind, and definitely no snow in site. Later on that night, after making a run to Spearfish for some dinner, and a hair-dying fiasco, it appears that is a light snow coming down. In my head I’m like, “Are you kidding me? Where did this cruddy weather come from?” Other than that, it didn’t look bad. Just a few flakes. I leave to come home at about 8:30, thinking that I would be able to get home early, get a few things done,  and tuck in for the night. Not so, not so. As I get off the exit, heading toward Sturgis, the snow begins to come down much harder, and faster. I slow my speed a bit, and once again in my head, I’m like “Greaaaat.” As I pass the Sturgis exit, the snow is coming down REALLY bad, it’s blowing everywhere, and it just wasn’t a good situation. At this point I’m too far to turn around, because I’m right in the middle. Either go to Rapid, where MY house is, or go back to Whitewood, and probably be in trouble. I decide to carry on, driving about 45 miles an hour on the interstate. As I approach the Stagebarn exit, I see a huge truck speeding up behind me. He flies by me, and a white sheet of snow is now in my eyesight. I feel my car begin to start sliding, and Whoop! It’s done. I’m spinning, spin again, and bam. Impact. I hit the concrete guardrail. A massive crunch is heard, a funny noise is coming from my car, and my heart is in my throat. When I finally am able to pry the door open, I survey the damage. I feel like crying, because of the damage, but, I am safe.

Leaving Whitewood was probably a bad choice, because I knew I shouldn’t because the road conditions probably weren’t that great. Much like the girls who knew they shouldn’t be dancing in the forest, I left anyway, knowing I was making a bad decision. The most important difference between our stories, though, is that I wasn’t going to cause massive mayhem.