Hitch Hiker

Walking down the side of the road
I'm not sure where I'm headed
Though I do know where I've been
It made me who I've become

My hand extended, just waiting
Just hoping someone will stop

The future will never be clear

Of this I am almost sure

As the cars speed past, not slowing

I realise they know where they're going

They have a plan and a goal

A holiday, a new job, to escape altogether

Their reasons and goals escape me

Imitating my own I'm sure

A car slows but doesn't stop

The sign of an opportunity missed

The open road forces me to reminisce

To recall memories once thought to be forgotten

To think on past friends, on past family

To remember chances gone by

These things give me no comfort

They offer no place of rest or shelter

Thinking on these causes my heart to sink

Perhaps the future holds more for me

I think of experiences not yet fulfilled

All the encounters I want to feel

Atmospheres yet to soak into my being

The possibilities are infinite

The future while not certain

Is certainly in my control

The choices are mine yet to make

My life can be whatever I choose it to be

Walking down the side of the road

I'm not sure where I'm headed

Though I do know where I've been

And I decide where I'm going

Written 27 July 2007

I can no longer recall what inspired me to write this.

I do know that I still like reading it.

Hope you do too.