Goals.

They define us.

They haunt us.

They expose us.

They kill us.

What.

If.

There.

Is.

No.

Goal?

What if there was nowhere to get?

No distant longed-for destination at which you finally arrive.

And finally be good enough.

"Only after I've arrived will I be good enough," we say.

No.

Where.

Man.

There is only you.

Nowhere you.

And your path.

Good or bad.

You get to say whether it is.

Keep walking.