stick out your thumb
go with the flow
Forget all your plans
and just let go
Grab the caboose
and take a long cruise
let the path guide you
you’ve got nothing to lose
let the wind take you
A balloon in the breeze
maybe the jet stream
maybe the trees
The best laid plans
of mice and hosts
become spam and ham
and eggs and toast
so stick out your thumb
and hope for the best
on the road less traveled
The path is the quest