Lost

up that hill. as i got over i thought i recognized the landscape. but it turns out i was lost. I had wandered off in a haze, and lost track of where i was going. So i had to retrace my steps.

that was the right turn...check. Oh, well maybe here. Nope that was the right turn too. Okay. where did i lose myself? oh yea. back there. inside that curve of a dream and a waking place. i lost focus and trusted someone else to guide me. Damn guides. Always telling you the way to go and not posting obvious warning signs. that is the last time i trust them.

the very last time. but how do we really get there without them? Lets hope they straighten up their language skills.