I took a long time getting here, much
of it wasted on wrong turns, back
roads riddled by ruts. I had
adventures I never would have known
if I proceeded as the crow flies.
Super highways are so sure of where
they are going: they arrive too soon.
A straight line isn’t always the
shortest distance between two
people. Sometimes I act as though
I’m heading somewhere else while,
imperceptibly, I narrow the gap
between you and me. I’m not sure
I’ll ever know the right way, but I
don’t mind getting lost now and
then. …read more