My Way

Many people choose the road that is wide and easy, where many people go. Other people choose the road less traveled.

I don’t want to go where many people go, or on the road where few people trace. I want to make my own roads, new roads where my I want to leave my own tracts and own trail.
A road unconventional but effective, maybe long or wide, maybe curved and dark. But these roads will lead me to what I want to be and had lead me to what I become, now.
There may be jeepneys, cars, or motorcycles. Or carriages drawn by a carabaos or horses. There might be bullet trains and trams, or planes and ferries. But one thing is for sure, I will make it there. Im getting there. On my own, my way…