Lines along the road, leading us into the night. But how can we be sure where they lead us. Is the destiny one we want? And who put these lines there? Did they have good intentions? Or were they just as lost as we are? Are they real lines? Or just specks of colours, lost in the turmoil of life? We may never know until we’re at the end, and then it’s too late. Better enjoy the journey to get there.