L.

Patronized to say the least, and in dark quiet hallways a light can be seen.
Planes overhead wouldn't notice if I fell, but what difference does it make?

I'm on my way.

Sidetracking was not the effect I had hoped to emphasize, but I got it nonetheless.
One day I'll pack my bags and move away. Maybe I'll head out west.
Maybe I won't. What difference does it make?

I'm still on my way.

So pick me up or let me down either way I'm spent. Turns out nights left wasted were never really wasted at all. I heard it's a slow process, the human condition.
"I don't know if I've been running in the right direction, but I've been running all the same."

We're all on our way.