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Lonely Road

That road tempts travelers head for continuing straightly to so far distanced place from there, or anywhere on the road, anybody gets that feeling naturally, only orange near sunsetting burnt skies watch all spots around the road, as well as anybody stays there.


I just grip my car’s steering wheel, and occasionally bushes intruding only to my eyes were catching my notice, the road was approaching to the desert, these frequently distract my notice from only driving my car.


I’ve just scheduled prior to this departure, until today’s morning, but I did never plan anymore from that today’s morning on, definitely, only no scheduled arbitrary action at each moment called me, these calls make me still now invoked to keep going on my no destination set journey, eliminating any hesitation on my mind.


Sometimes even from my car, beast roads could be seen and observed at just few flashing moment with accord to my blink with my breathing, with snakes, alligators, wolves or so, no presence of them seen actually rather makes me so anxious too much, my car is never so enough equipped coz I dash to far distanced whereabout for the present, of course few food and guns in my car stocked but I have no idea this desolation zone’s risky degree, but it’s not my problem at least now.


This road must have sacrificed so numerous numbers of travelers in past in lack of gasoline, engine strike, or so.
Even with all death on the desert now I started to enter in, but life itself is just anytime so accidental duration in no exact predication to the end of the world for anyone.
Thereby, this lonely road could memorize all travelers’ all aspects even to the end until now, I am assured of it so intuitively.


I’ve never lost everything, but several things used to be familiar with my daily life, but I readily did them away with includes human relation, either for me and my beloved ones and our life.
Then, now running lonely road for my car offers me both anxiety and gloomily assaulting premonition to ominous things in my future, but never in my beloved one’s future.


And very small hope around new life, but it’s alright, coz younger person’s life differs from my own it, and I could never be younger than now my age, it’s my destined road and only keeping going on this road must be my mission, you know.


I can easily associate that fact, my mindset must have been so readied enough, remained anxious factor would be only desert’s today’s midnight weather.


Older one’s grayed hope means half abandonment, in exchange for the precious thing for him, otherwise it means acceptance to the end of the world so necessarily either, probably lonely road knows those realities so well.


However, it must never be so wrong that only abandonment is remained nor survive at only heading for ending curtain, it either has ambitious mindset.


Tomorrow in this desert must welcome so similar evening glow I just watched few minutes ago, again to it. Of course, that orange’s nuance is never knows.


But at the moment this desert must observe another landscape above it, around this lonely road.


Only straightforwardly running to seen everlastingly to the hem of the world but for the present to next town, but that is so long too.
This road makes all desert’s staying ones with drought plants, moles, ants or so everything a pal to him as for his traveling in time in no moving, that would never be changed from so old epochs.
In other words, never moving him is in another travel to what we can do.


So, what our generation one’s travel should be and must be taught by this lonely road, anybody would be assured of it too.
I at the moment to decide midnight never stopping my car, only in driving not sleeping all the night, I got this suggestion with gradually after entering in this desert zone on this road, with condition gradually getting colder surrounded by intruding air from outside of my car, in darkened night air streams around this zone, so cold darkened night was never first for me, but its coldness stimulates my skin reaching my gripping hands to my car steering wheel. Colder air beside my car sometimes laughs at me, but my car is never stopping, either I just do never want to stop it already nor can never staying in the desert around there, eventually I was no pal but only driving to tomorrow in just driving in no sleep all midnight, you know.


But tomorrow morning sun, I have no idea around my looking up from my car, so far.
(Oct. 5th., 8th. 2019)