On this walk I discovered a vision. I found out that this journey is unlike anyone else's. Its so individually perfected that those who might seem to be walking in the same direction are actually just movers who use your stride in refernce to their own. No one can determine how far you've come or how long you've been running for. Yet its those who judge your journey who also lack one of their own. Those who bash the strings that hang at the sides of your shoes are also the ones who never had a pair that needed repairs.