Will I ever get to where I'm going?

Will I ever follow through with what I had planned.
I guess it's possible that I have been a bit distracted and the directions for me are a lot less in demand.

Will I ever get to where I'm going?

If I do, will I know when I am there?
If the wind blew me in the right direction would I even care?
I would.
I take a look around;
it's evident the scene has changed.

And there are times when I feel improved upon the past.
Then there are times when I can't seem to understand at all
and yes it seems as though I'm going nowhere...

really fucking fast.