“Where are you riding to today?”
“I don’t know exactly. Just around.”
The summation of my life. I move around with vague ideas of where I think I’m going but often end up distracted or rerouted. Or, I may wind up where I thought I would but I followed a convoluted path to get there. Detours are unknowable. Sometimes they help, sometimes they hurt and you won’t know which scenario you’ve got until you reach the end of the road.
I suppose the only thing you can do is keep on ridin’.