Tammy was perspiring greatly, her heart was throbbing and her eyes looking forward in an earnest glare. She was not looking down nor was she looking sideways and she was definitely not looking back. Tammy was afraid of taking her eyes off the road.
For the past 6 hours she has been walking in a steady pace and hasn't stopped for once, not even for a sip of water. She would not admit it but she was lost. Lost in the great planes of her childhood and the familiar paths of her early adulthood. She was lost and had no idea which way to turn. Looking forward was her best bet and so she kept walking.
Another hour has passed and Tammy was still walking. Slightly slower now. Her pace was less stable. She became a bit dizzy. A sudden rush of shivers has stricken her but she kept looking forward and walk.
Another hour has passed and Tammy could hardly see anything at all. Her eyes were watery and beads of sweat were blinding her. She felt drowsy and was about to give up when she finally got to the fork in the road.
Only there Tammy finally understood it wasn't the choice of each path to walk through but the journey itself that matters. Knowing she had failed she collapsed and shut her eyes, for the first time in her journey.
--Time's up--
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