Day Four #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

I remember now why I don’t stop anyone to ask the way. Or one reason. An important one. It takes too bloody long to explain. The question is easy enough, boil it down to “where?” They come back with the question “why?” I never can explain it in one go, but have to go through it all again. Even then there can be misunderstanding or a misreading on my part when they answer. Case in point, in this particular instance, she answered me in complete sentences. I had gotten across what I wanted, but then I had to deal with the thing or things that she wanted in return.

I finally had direction but it was too late to go.