Cornered...

Cornered… Dead end…
How did I get here?
Where and when did I lose it?
Does it matter?
Will I backtrack? There is nothing to backtrack to…
If only this was nature… If only this was where I could be myself…
It will have to wait; that thought will have to wait. Now it is imperative to get out of this dead end. Where I go to is of little importance…
How I get out of this is critical…
I can fight…
I can act…
I can be honest…
I can lie…
I can pretend…
I can try to fit in…
I can try to stand out…
I can try to hide…
I can do pretty much whatever I want to do…
But there is only one right answer, only one that will lead me where I truly want to be… It is simple; not knowing where I want to be does not change the right path, it only means that I cannot identify it and follow it consciously… Hence why making the right choice is so important…

I’ve been here before…
The feeling is familiar; the place is familiar…
Familiarity leads to relaxation…
Relaxation leads to comfort…
Comfort leads to mistakes…
Comfort means that you lose focus…
Losing focus means that you lose time, you lose the goal, you get sidetracked.
And where others believe that there are small treasures to be found whilst drifting into uncharted territories, I believe that they are only invaluable breaks in the pilgrimage to the goal…

And as I am an entity, purely and utterly on my own, I see little value in paying any heed, attention or tribute to opinions that allow me to divert from what I am after…

And I am after answers, I am after meanings, I am after things that my surrounding environment has long forgotten and discarded as unimportant; only because dealing and thinking about them is difficult…

I like difficult…