Can you think of anything more permanently elating than to know that you are on the right road at last?
Sentiment: POSITIVE
We have seen from experience that, if we are in the habit of walking regularly on the same road, we are able to think about other things while walking, without paying attention to our steps.
When you're on the road a lot, you're in perpetual search of a good night's sleep.
I like to move forward and notice things along the roadside that indicate where I should go.
I don't ever think about the roads I didn't take because I spend too much time thinking what's ahead. I don't go backwards.
I find that moving keeps me optimistic, the idea of what's going to be down the road a bit or around the next bend.
I now know my right from my left and my up from my down. Unluckily, my terrible sense of direction remains. For me, to live in New York City is to never be able to meet someone on the northeast corner. It is to never ever make a smooth entrance, always to get caught looking lost on the street.
What keeps you going isn't some fine destination but just the road you're on, and the fact that you know how to drive.
We all have points in our lives where two roads present themselves and we have to make a decision very fast. We don't know how it will impact our lives, but it usually does.
So if you're on the motorcycle, on the track you're not thinking at all about what's happening next week or tomorrow or anything. You're literally thinking about the turn you're setting up and there's something about that I find very cathartic and meditative.
Oh, my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways, And deep ways and steep ways and high ways and low, I'm at home and at ease on a track that I know not, And restless and lost on a road that I know.