William is out on that road.

"I just think with everything that's goin' on people just need a hug."

"What?"

"What do you mean what?"

"I don't know."

"I see people as a little lonely."

"Little?"

"I feel everything we are doing is looking for some sort of connection, no matter how distant it first seems."

"What do you mean?"

"Especially those that are wrapped up in their work, those who have used the pursuit of knowledge as a ruse. I just can't help but think that. I just see it."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know. I just think a lot of people are sad. They know what they are looking for, but they just don't have a clue about the means. It's like they are driving without a map."

"Are you talking about yourself?"

"I am in a way. Least I'm aware of it I guess. Least I'm aware that I have been painfully confused. Lost in the stink of life, all while looking for just a little something beautiful. Just a little till it can turn into something bigger. Everything that I do is looking for acceptance. Looking to be back at what's finally familiar."

"Nothing here is familiar?"

"Nothing. Only when something on the outside sparks me in the right direction on the inside."

"Right."

"Connecting. Finally connecting is what a million different directions is doing just looking for one."

William is afraid.

"Only go with what's moving"

"What?"

"I got to go with what is moving on its own in my life. I cant try building cities."

"I think it would be tough to build a city."

"I only want to serve what's moving. I don't give a shit if it's negative. If it it is the only thing raising its hand in my life I want to give it attention."

"Negative?"

"Well if it is negative giving it attention--not ignoring it-- will eventually make it positive anyway."

"You can't be serious."

"I'm serious."

"OK."

"I'm tired of trying to create stuff. Scared of what pops up."

"What pops up?"

"Stuff. Things on their own. Anything that opens up in my life on it's own should be what gets all of my attention."

"What about the ladies?"

"What?"

"Nothin'"

"What?"

"So things in your life moves on it's own?"

"Yes. You can't hear it because you are afraid of the silence. You got to build as a distraction. You have to run out and create a diversion."

"I'm not afraid."

"I am. I'm afraid to act on my own. I will only serve what comes up."

"Ok."

"Then I can be absolutely sure."

Anthony is in charge.

"Goddamn."

"What?"

"My success inside a relationship is based on how honest I am."

"To me that is a rumor."

"Ah it's the truth."

"Why?"

"What do you mean why?"

"What does it mean?"

"It means I am in charge with how successful my relationship is going to be based on how honest and transparent I become. Increasing it means success."

"I will have to think about that."

"What?"

"Because it sounds like crazy talk. The kind of shit that will get your ass killed around here."

"I'm in charge of my own happiness. What more can I say."

"Ok."

"I have to be forthcoming. There are no books to read or no workshops to attend. I have to come clean and things will improve immensely."

"Like it's possible."

"It's possible."