I change frequently.
Good luck knowing today how I will feel tomorrow. You can trace the up and downs, the back and forths, the rights and lefts and circles I leave etched in the dust beneath my feet. Try to make sense of it if you must, but I’d recommend not. I did not take the road less traveled, Robert. I think I left the road altogether. I may have just walked in circles the last 22 years. But you can’t argue that it is a new trail. I know, I know. It should lead somewhere. There is a point A and a point B and if I knew math, I’d pick the most direct line between the two and walk it. But I’m not going to. And do I look bothered?
Who are you?
I don’t know. And nothing has ever been more right than those words. I don’t know. And it doesn’t matter.