The Road to NowhereOriginally uploaded by sherrieberrie.
i'm walking boldly out into rush hour traffic without looking in both directions. the moon shines brightly tonight far away from any cloud attempting to hide it. the continuous phases of this lunar being have returned me to the same shelter. this new moon is guiding me in the direction of an old friend. twenty-two years of preparation is buried in the dirt. the cement is cracked beneath me, and i try not to falter. my pace is steadily increasing with the passing of each sidewalk panel. the shadows of creepy figures await my arrival. too many preconceived notions and indecisive patterns bring me to a halt outside the front porch. will i be welcomed or frightened away?
i'm an enigma, but then again, who isn't?
- T.S. Eliot.
I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by
- Douglas Adams.