text: Today my life is changing. Neither for better or worse, but it is changing. Even I don't know where it will go. I find myself in a mixture of fear and excitement underlying a deep sense of abeyance. In this car, thick with the scent of burning tobacco and wild lavenders, I head to my destination. A short while later, I reached an impasse where I can no longer drive through the fields. I station my car near a footpath and continue on my way. "I wonder how long I can go with only some fruits in my stomach," I think to myself as I swat away the shrubs blocking the path. Moments later I see a clearing. I set myself onto a perfectly placed rock, facing the vastness of the nature, as if its sole purpose in life was to act as a seat from which to behold this sight. As I watch the sun set behind distant hills, all covered in deep green grass, the brilliant orange purple sky soothing the fields with the rest of its light before it goes to sleep, I find myself overcome with loneliness and appreciation for life. "I'm not meant to be confined within walls," I begin to say to myself as I continued to watch the scene in front of me. "It's out here in the world that I belong." I've been traveling now for what seems like the most of the year. There was no grand goal in my head, nor any dramatics which forced me to flee. I simply awoke one morning and realized I know nothing of the world and its inhabitants, and so I set out. In my journey, I've come to realize one thing; I'm not an important part of this world, nor am I unneeded. I know I have no grand purpose in this world, but I know my absence will greatly affect it as well. It's a strange contradiction that I've always been pondering, yet it makes absolute sense to me. I continued to stare out into the wilderness, the orange in the sky almost gone, purple now dominating the air. Night was coming fast. I sat there unaware of everything around me, swimming in my thoughts when suddenly everything seemed to unravel. We are all the most important person on Earth. In this wondrous landscape canvas, we each hold a brush and a pallet of our thoughts, making our impact on this ever-changing portrait we call life. Some chase magnificent endeavors and try to dominate the portrait, while other choose to hide away, leaving nothing but the shadows that define the scene. Others choose to simply add a few minor details here and there with a smile and a wave to those around them. I however, choose simply to meet others and create memories with them. It's the only way I can prove I existed, that I was once alive. Soon, the sky was covered in darkness. I began to head back down the path with only the light of a million stars guiding me. I reached my car, jumped in and began to drive. Where I might go, I do not know. All I know is that I will keep driving. Whether for better or worse, I continue on these empty roads.