From a dead sprint to a point-blank stop, I wade in the pause between motions. A water skipper all alone floating on a still ocean: my thoughts meditate on my past and future reflecting new directions. What am I doing? Why? Why am I doing things the hard way again and again? For what Carrot? And once again I see the light at the end of the twisted path of mine–I want to be indispensable. With my career. In my inter-personal relationships. Hopefully create a family of my own one day. indispensible. So I continue to make the road by walking.