A million miles from nowhere, is better than going nowhere, a million times.

Why is it, every time I go the mile, another mile comes up?

It had the tangled floor plan common to all hospitals, seemingly designed by someone who believed in the healing power of watching confused visitors aimlessly wander around hallways.

The distance of a voice, is only a short time away from touch.

Everyone has their own boat, it's a matter of pulling it out of the sand, and putting it in the water. But further, you can anchor the boat in fear when the storms rage, and go nowhere, let it drift aimlessly on its own or you can let God be the navigator and guide you on a journey in a way that is right for you.

That’s the place to get to—nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.