Walking Is Still Honest

There are times, sitting here in the dark with nothing but this glowing screen to reflect upon, that all sense of purpose is lost. Pressing ideas and thoughts that go unfinished, adventures never to be returned to. Who we are, Who we've always wanted to be. This new found sense of purpose likly to be lost as soon as the screen goes dark, a new found sense of direction to get lost in new ways. Could we change the world if we could never even change ourselves? How could we change ourselves if indecision never let us make up our minds. Its so easy to be negative. The mind set is right.
I dont know where this is goin but its looking like the place i began.
Never planned to be there again.