A to B

I was on a route to A to B and got stopped by a X. I felt perplexed as I had learnt my alphabet in earnest when I was small. On the way to school reciting the letters in conformity and hands held in simplicity and a blanket of unconditional love. Nothing is as transparent as then or as orderly and uncomplicated.  
 
You expected to find yourself at B but life gave you the finger and gave you the X with you are on your own kid. I mean this isn’t fair game I have got to find my own diversion without a clue to find my B. Nobody tells you life is not like the alphabet a structure of conformity that we all know and learnt our letters for our lessons.  
 
Life is messy and it’s only when you are on your own that you search for your destiny it doesn’t matter that it’s not all in sequence you take the X as a friend to travel with you until you find yourself at A again. It’s all about losing your letters or misplacing them to find again. It’s the journey that’ subconsciously guides your use of the alphabetic language maybe x is the beginning and A the end for you .  
 
Life is lived truly in the uncertainty and the knowledge you don’t know and once learnt your own letters on you go .