To Oblige Blindly Is Negligent

With a weary intelligence, shrouded by a jaded lack of luster, our downtrodden hero makes his way from one failed dream to another, ever expecting a dream that never ends.A path, perpetualy unfolding, people coming and going, long stretches of road walked unaccompanied. Introspection reigns and self fulfillment fuels the furnace. The time spent stepping solitaire steadies the mind and salves the soul, yet, yon wanderer yearns for youthful joys. The comfort of a companion one can never conjure if confused is their own conscience. Disallow dedication dependant on diplomatic diatribes dealing with disgust and dispair, doled out dramatically, day in and day out.So, my travel weary companions, solo or tandem, as you trudge from the last stop to the next, lift your head to see the scenery. The experiences along the way are life's little souvenirs.They're the best part.