i know in my heart and mind……..i will return to the highway in time………maybe not for extended undetermined spans…………..but a week here and there is in my plans……………………no set destinations a flip of the coin…………………..to again join the wanderers, the lost and forlorn………..for those are the only ones who can sing the songs of those who keep searching for wonders unknown…………….

some would call them selfish and immature…………i would label them seekers…..confident and secure………..they are calling to me and i am not quite ready to go………………………but i see a time in the future where i will call the road my home……………

not afraid to be free or wander off the path you have planned for me……….for the essence of who i am has never changed………….i have stopped along the way to play your games and some valuable information was exchanged………….but much of what you purposed was designed to constrain…………….never liked my underwear to tight or restrictions that confine…………..

one life…………you live it or it swallows you………………not afraid to be free