Again and again, I find myself on this road,
halfway between the life I left behind and the life I have not yet claimed.
And for the moment, breathless, I forget the destination, forget where I am going
because my heart is ablaze, and the wind is in my hair, and the world cannot keep up with me.
I am too fast for this world, too alive to think about consquences.
I have risked everything to ride on this road, risked ridicule and rejection and my precious reputation, but I have chosen life over death,
freedom over approval, speed over stagnation.
I have fallen in love with the unknown again.
The destination will show itself, yes, a new life will rise, but first I must ride, guided only by some inner knowing, a little frightened but in awe of my own courage.