Yesterday I was driving, and I blissfully undaunted by my course
Content as I was sailing down the road with wind pushing me along
Today I was still traveling the same road, but I didn't know where I was going. The wind was still pushing, but I wondered where it came from. It was a malevolent wind, so perhaps I shouldn't have been headed in that direction. I got a little anxious, and decided to slow down, and finally came to a stop sign. I looked around and saw nothing memorable, and then felt misplaced. Should I turn around and go back the same way? That was my first thought...Is it worse than where I am now? That was my second, so I dismissed the idea. Why does driving have to be so difficult? When all I want is to go some place, and get somewhere, arrive at a place where I need to be. Why does it have to be so hard? Why do I care what drives the wind? Do I really need to know my surroundings so well? Isn't one destination as good as any other? And what's wrong with a little reckless driving if it makes me happy? All of this, and I'm still sitting at a stop sign. I am still clueless as to which road to take, and what's worse is that I have wasted all this time getting nowhere. Oh no! Great! Now a car has pulled up behind me and is honking its horn at me. I really have to choose! Which road do I choose? Where do I go?
Oh God, where do I go?
posted by smilesmore @ 9:42 AM
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