I’m heading in one direction.
Sometimes forwards, sometimes sideways, and sometimes backwards – but no matter which way I go I always head one way.
Toward my destination. My destiny.
It’s over that hill there… through the mist… round the bend… down the stairs… through the stream… over the pond… by the forest…
Or maybe it’s through the forest first… then over the hill… then up the…
Ah. It’s over there, my destination. Somewhere. I’ll get there one day, no matter which route I take.
I wonder though… will I know when I’ve made it; when I arrive at wherever?