by following all the paths laid out before me; I made mistakes, I felt (and still feel) confused, I stumbled and struggled and moved forward, as best I could
I wanted a clear path but I didn't see one -- maybe there was one waiting for me all along, but I just could not see it and so I walked whatever walk I could walk and tried to gather what I saw and felt all up into some hodgepodge sack
with the notion it might all make sense "one day"
it is ok to walk down paths that lead to nowhere, provided you don't give up looking for roads that will, eventually, go forward
more than all other things, this is what my "pursuit" of knowledge
has given me, the recognition that loose ends eventually will make a beautiful bow, if you just keep moving