No one could disturb me. My folly was all my motive power. The days I ran through ernesty without looking. I took no notice of the world. My walking road. I did not care for the rest. Even if I gave in, I didn't want to stop over. I believed only my eyes could see. I was convinced everyone else's. I would have caught something I couldn't see if I had gone forward from here, even if I was covered in mud. whether it's right or not, I have nothing to matter with.