The Journey: Glimpses Unyielding

Backwards, forwards, up and down. Left or right? Through or over? Which way do we go now? Better check who's giving directions, the map, the road. Who's in the seat next to you? Who's in the seats behind you? Who's handling the toons, who's handling the map, who's hanging their head out the window with their mouth open in dog-like fashion? And while your at it, check what your riding in. Is it the right color, is it the right model, is it the correct gas mileage and engine type? Are the wheels bald, is the paint peeling, are there rust spots on the hood? Is your tank low?

Because how you get there is as important as the destination. Not just the journey, but the shape that you travel in, the form of your conform, how you prepared, how you reacted along the way, and, ultimately, the shape you hold upon arrival.

But now I am going to go to bed, because I have absolutely no idea what I've just written and my head hurts reading it.