Destination

Running like the wind, to stay in the same place. Pedaling away the wheels of fortune, running an unknown race. No time to rest or pause, always running or pedaling. Never cover any distance, never reach a new destination. Aimless efforts to stay in the status quo, always the wasted days. Energies spent in monotony and waiting in patience. We keep coming back to the station, never a new destination. Trapped and chained by the endless needs and wants. I guess this is what they call a living a life. When do we know when to stop running? When to halt the pedals? When do we stop the wheel and cut the chains? Hope its not too late for the action? Which will lead us to a new destination.