It’s little I care what path I take,
And where it leads it’s little I care;
I wish I could walk for a day and a night,
And find me at dawn in a desolate place
With never the rut of a road in sight,
Nor the roof of a house, nor the eyes of a face.
EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY, Departure, Collected Poems, 1923
FOTO – SOUTH GOLDEN BEACH 2009