We are off to places unknown.  I say that because we are traveling for a couple of days.  While we have a general direction in mind, we never know for sure where we will land.

I mean, we have plans, and intentions, but those things are always subject to change.

For instance, we wanted to be at the Airport at least an hour before our flight this morning.  But.   There was a five-car pile-up on I-70.  So, we waited and waited in one lane of traffic…. with all the other schmucks late for their flights.

As it turned out, we made it to the plane with plenty of time to spare.  Even a couple of pee breaks and a stop at Starbucks.  Not necessarily in that order.  And away we go.

Yet, as I mentioned.

We are off to places unknown.

All of us.

That is life really.  We have intentions, and purpose.  We map a plan for the day, the week, the year… even the next 10 years.  But there are no guarantees in life.

Except when you are born, and the doctor pulled out the big blotter, and puts a huge stamp on your butt…. which said…”Guaranteed Fresh”.  And that only lasted a day or two.

But back to my point in all of this.  No guarantees.  Nothing etched in stone. We don’t know what is down the pike, or around the bend.

We go.  And we do.  But I suspect we will enjoy this entire journey much more, when we finally realize that we are not really driving the plane, the train, or the automobile.  We are simply passengers.

While we can make all attempts to ensure our direction, we can never really know where it is we might end up.

Of to places unknown.  And liking it.