Loomings

Traveler, your footprints
are the only road, nothing else.
Traveler, there is no road;
you make your own path as you walk.
As you walk, you make your own road,
and when you look back
you see the path
you will never travel again.
Traveler, there is no road;
only a ship's wake on the sea.


[Traveler, your footprints], by Antonio Mochado


Was just about out the door this morning when I noticed a text from school announcing a two hour delay because of poor road conditions. Whew! I used the time catching up on some work I had avoided doing all weekend. The extra time in the morning was completely offset at the end of the day, when I had to stay late for a meeting, followed by working on my budget for next fall. Which certainly feels far away right now.