On the road. Steps to take. Faces to see. Embraces. Good-byes to say. Transition time. Sometimes trans-itions are more instructive than “-itions” themselves, if you will. Time passes. Steps ascend. (Or descend). Lives wax and wane and pass on altogether. Tic Toc, it’s time. It’s always time. That’s the problem. The solution is forward through time – in memory of time. It won’t work any other way. Tic Toc – on the road. Steps to take. Faces to see. Embraces. Good-byes to say.