out of habit

i'll stop here

i'll turn around

i'll change my plans

i'll take you there

i'll find new trails

i'll get home

i'll find old trails

i'll finish my work

i'll fail

i'll succeed

i'll be happy

i'll be sad

i'll take care of myself

and sleep well

and wake up early

and eat well

and eat poorly

i'll drink wine

and amber too

and read a lot

and write a few

i'll walk

i'll run

away

toward

and stumble and break into a thousand pieces

i'll drift, thats my favorite.

and wash up on shore, smooth and worn

then i'll fly.

out of habit.