(Blogger's note: I wrote this months ago... I forgot the date and I also forgot to post it here back then)

This is a picture I took of our pathwalk in Camp O’Donnell. It was still unfinished then. During weekdays at about lunch hour, I would walk this path from my office and back when the duty is finished. Instead of driving our pick up, I would walk. Though I thought it was for the sake of exercise that I did it or to reduce my carbon imprint and help our environment, I found great solace from walking the path as I contemplate my thoughts, tasks, situations and other emotional turmoils at the moment. They have ranged from ecstatic, deliriously happy, peaceful to down-trodden, dejected, heartbroken.

I look at this picture and it reminded me of the journey that is my life, how some road blocks sometimes made me confused, distracted or aggravated at that moment, but almost always, I’d find a way to get around it, to overcome it and move on further towards a destination I think I know but, actually only God knows.

Today, I walked back from lunch to my office and I noticed the pathwalk’s roofing is almost completed. I felt a breeze pass as I bask in this wonderful feeling of contentment – that even though I have no idea still where I am going, it doesn’t matter because it is the journey, not the destination, that matters most.