Iter Itineris

One day you'll look over life as if thinking of a failed relationship.
You'll sort through memories in the most explicit manner and try to pinpoint that exact moment when things seemed to go wrong.
You'll search every part of your mind to try and find that exact day, exact event, exact moment that you lost your way, when things began to fall apart.
But you will only find yourself disappointed.
With your only memories of failure being blurs of motion, you will never see your moment of defeat, only the things that exist from it.
On this infinite road of lonely souls, you'll always hope that it was fate that took that wrong turn, not you.