Picture your life on the perpetual trail walked again and again but extending infinitely don't choose your words carefully the trick is to choose, take steps to make progress, fill the bar with your empty glasses stop, though, your emptying has filled up the wrong tank the gas prices are relevant if you have a car and the car is relevant if it must be so let be what you chose and choose what you must don't police your eyes they'll go where they like but that is a cheap metaphor to make excuses for inattention fear, strangeness, jogging another sip of caffeine from far away stochastic images or a coherent life.