I swear that all my stories
are
good traveling stories
or
stories where I traveled
and
got too far for my own good.

I’m sorry I tell stories
where
the focal point is simply
that
we’re almost out gas this time
and
there’s still ten miles back
to
the nearest filling station.

But I think we’ll make it.

Brave, Hopeful, or Retarded,
I think we’ll make it.