Will I ever get to where I'm going? Will I ever follow through with what I had planned. I guess it's possible
that I have been a bit distracted and the directions for me are a lot less in demand. Will I ever get to where
I'm going? If I do, will I know when I am there? If the wind blew me in the right direction would I even care?
I would. I take a look around; it's evident the scene has changed. And there are times when I feel improved
upon the past. Then there are times when I can't seem to understand at all and yes it seems as though I'm
going nowhere... really fucking fast.