The middle of the night is for the restless, the thinkers, the wonders, and the dreamers. Tonight my mind rambles on into the fray of a future. I don't know my next move or where I will be. Maybe deep somewhere in the Midwest or riding mountain peaks of Washington State. I feel this life here will lead empty. My departures are about to start, I just hope my sail is smooth start, not a rough bumpy road.