i think about the highway a lot these days. seems as though it calls my name.
i often wonder if it echos in my soul so i can get away.
away from band wagons about movies. Christians are so quick to condemn movies. makes us look like idiots. yea, i want to get away from that.
away from 2 faced believers who say one thing and live another.
away from religion.
away from typical.
away from static.
away from the building.
not sure why i feel the need to look down the road. not sure why it is so inviting. maybe it is because of fences. i hate fences.
not sure why the road has become intoxicating.
maybe i have lost the will to fight. maybe i have been fighting the wrong battle.
not sure why i am drawn there. but i am.
i feel unleashed when i ride, set free. probably because i am going toward something. not sure what, but each time it becomes more and more exhilarating.
we all are like sheep...lost our way, wandering around with less passion than before, less hope, less...
3 comments:
you write what is dangerous for me to read....
running away
running toward
gotta be sure I am running toward....
everytime i read this im set free as tho you put me bac on the bike with a grin as i glance over and catch ur eye and throw a quick nod to you as you reply the gesture. life is filled with roads, always yeilding forks in the road. sometimes paths are wrong, but there are always cross streets. do everything, even if its the wrong street with full throttle. jus bcarfeul to back off in the turns.
How about a fresh word hoss and by the way, " let me hold a dolla big man "
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