On the road to reality....

On the road to reality, I met a man who just didn't know when to finish his sentences so we just kept talking and talking even if time was wasting away as the if the whole universe would wait for some empirical point or supreme divination to stem from our conversation as we walked along that dreary, decrepit and altogether unnerving path towards what I thought was reality that may or may not be real to him but in any case I agreed with him on the fact that we were all wasting away anyway so why not accept it and be done with the whole thing and take a step in any direction just so long as you stuck to it and that is the only way we were going to get anywhere in this world be it the long and narrow or the straight and true or the stupid and hopeful, it would all just be the same as the other because all those paths lead to somthing other than where we were now and we agreed further that talking to someone while going on your way takes some of the tedium out of the journey but we finally disagreed when he said it was my turn to talk and I asked him why and he said "be it ever so paradoxical, even the most tireless of us have to stop sometime."