At first I thought I knew where I was going, until I realized that if I had known where I was going I would not necessarily have had to draw attention to the fact that, knowing where I was going...or where I was not going...would in essence be a moot point, in consideratin of the not too easily nailed down principle of keeping tabs on the directional status of one's horizontal movements along a fixed line, or a variable line, notwithstanding the possibility that the very nature of human observation and perception is subjective in nature, leading to a possible decline in the ability of the casual observer to draw any sort of reasonable conclusion which might not be challenged or even refuted by persons such as Wolfgang...or even Spaw...depending.

Do you follow me?