Getting there, though no idea where.
And to be honest: I don’t care.
But slowly, step by step,
every second, every day,
I am getting closer, yes, I am!

And sometimes it feels like I can see it,
I can taste it, I can hear it.
Sometimes it seems like I'm already there,
no longer here.

But there’s still a long way to go,
many sleepless nights and long days
a journey through the snow, the hail, and the sleet.

Getting there, though no idea where.
And to be honest, I don’t care.

Would it help me if I did?