Hello, how nice to meet you on my daily stroll! We snails are largely overlooked by people passing by. Would you care to chat a while? I move slow enough we can discuss anything you like, from quantum physics to baking cookies!

Did I do that? Sigh. I didn’t even know I was leaving a trail behind me. But I guess it’s better that way, I can always find my way home again, right?

Oh bother, here we go again, which way do I go? I seem to have misplaced my map, and I have no reception on my gps. Mom said get a container of milk, a loaf of bread and a stick of butter, but if I can’t remember what way to the store, she’ll never ask me again. Well, I suppose, I can take the road back home and see if she’ll write the directions down.