One Day. - Part I

I was walking down an endless road one day. I carried only my camera. I had no destination. There was no where to go, no means to get there, and no reason to go.
This day, though, was different than the others. A gray Volvo stopped beside me. The young driver rolled down his window.
"Hi," he said. I smiled a returned the greeting. He was not the first to stop on my journey. Everytime they asked if I needed help. Every time I asked them, "How can you help me?" They would offer me rides home, food, money, water, but I always responded, "How does that help me?" Frustrated, they would drive on, and I kept walking.

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