Another Step
A familiar step in a well worn path that runs in a loop. There is no start or end. You may pretend to gaze in a different direction while your feet continue on. You might tell yourself this is a different path, one you now have control over, that it is carefully placed, yet you continue on. You are no longer surprised when the same things occur, it is almost reassuring that you know how to react. You mutter under your breath, I won’t pass way again, yet you continue on. How do you step off a path that has worn itself into a trench you cannot climb out of?