“Announcing your plans is a good way to hear god laugh.”
Life is not a long and winding road. Without question it is a terrain we perpetually travel through, but the roads and paths are many, frequently rocky or overgrown, and the right path for any one of us may never have been forged or mapped. I hope you have brought your machete and rope. Follow road signs and heed the advice of guides and orienteers at your own risk. The "right" path, is the one that is truest to your will, given all known circumstances, or so a pragmatist would have it. If you find yourself travelling down several roads at once, at different speeds, in different directions, it's just the way of things. Some roads you must walk down. Steer as you might to avoid them, you will be led back. Having reached ground slightly elevated from where I've recently travelled, I'm trying to get my bearings. I mis-trusted my compass some miles back and led myself far astray from the trail I would be following. Looking back I can see where I think I first got lost, though where the-path-I-might-have-followed leads, is beyond my depth of vision. I cannot yet see if the way can be forged back to, or if it would take me where it once might have. I would find out, and wish that road be not closed to this traveller. I travel away from the fear that in my wanderings, I have strayed too far from the path that is my truest will, that "you can't get there from here". I forge on, with faith that my fear is unfounded, and my thoughts travel alongside me, reminding me that I can make either true.
I'm tired, but won't pitch camp here. Tonight I'll sleep under stars.
I'm tired, but won't pitch camp here. Tonight I'll sleep under stars.