Elucidating Questions

I like that I have my morning ritual

My sacred morning vape session

I like that I feed the piggies their breakfast and then sit down for a bit to recover from waking up and then get up and feed them second breakfast in the course of getting my own

I like letting Pan out for the day

He’s always so excited

But everything that follows

The endless hours

Sit, kill time for an hour, get up, vape, sit

Repeat

I just want to go somewhere and do something

But alone and on the fly I cannot do anything

I like guitar, and violin, and piano

And I fill my life with as much music as possible

It can only do so much in the stretches of time

Long, broken up by dreams that betray reality

There’s about a thousand reasons why I shouldn’t have made it this far

And I feel like I’m just crossing some endless desert

No end in sight

Take the path less traveled by they said

I should stop listening to they.

Someday does the path ever lead to anything?