destination..

on Wednesday, i left the office at around 21.15...
my car was parked a bit far from the entrance, it was mostly dark..
i was walking slowly, arms crossed, taking small steps to the last car on that street...
the white lines on the tarmac seemed endless..
as i took these steps, one after the other, my destination seemed to keep the same distance from me...

i wished i could just take off and leave, carry nothing and hit the road, a highway ending in the horizon.

my destination is actually keeping the same distance, it is somewhere, i dunno where.


i am just a traveller.