I'm on the road to finding myself. I'ts been a long road.
Even though i'm surrounded by those that love me. Sometimes what
I need is to be alone, to wonder, to cry, to look with-in. This is
the place I would choose (if I could choose a place) to wander
along, to shuffle the dirt, to wind around in the corners of my mind.
A trail, a tree, a pale morning sky, and the soft ground beneath my
feet.As I look ahead to the top of the hill, I know all of the
answers are just on the otherside. But I don't increse my pace,
because getting there, is the best part.