"I can't take a man who doesn't know what he wants."
Not directed at yours truly, yet it struck me all the same.
What do I want? What do men want?
Significance? To be remembered? A life well-lived, whatever that means to you?
"Time is running out."
For who? For what?
For when do we know the ripe timing?
To move. To go. To call. To live. To fathom.
Onwards here I go.