I run East I run West it doesn't matter.

What ever direction I go there's no direction where

I need to go. In the hassle and the Bustle my

direction is very clear, I have no clear direction

where to go. Direction up North or down South, to

the right East or to the left West I have no clear

direction where to go. Right or left it doesn't

matter because in the end my direction is endless as

I roll as far as a human can go with no particular
direction in my mind I've finally arrived to the

conclusion in my mind that direction is just a waste

of time. At the cross roads I noticed that the

arrows all pointed to the end of the line. As I come

off this long and lost journey I have this to say

direction played no part in reaching the many

adventures trapped in my mind.

Highwaynomad