(I actually had to be reminded to write today.  I can’t remember if that’s happened so far this year.  I’ll attribute it to the mental strains of life.  Either way, here is Day 122…)

Just a long way around, or a dead end?  Bound for a place I could only reach alone…

Some roads don’t lead to new cities.
They don’t have a safe exit that places you closer to your destination
Sometimes the signs are there
Sometimes you ignore the signs
Sometimes the signs point to places that used to exist

Not every dead end has bright yellow warnings
Standing just before it’s too late
Dead ends can be like
Death

Hopefully you can turn around
Or keep going…