…End of the Road ?

As I emerged from my outlet, I stood by the roadside, to embark on a journey. A journey from my close. A journey to the highway. I passed through the streets, i meandered the corners. Then.., i found my self a way. A way to junction. To the right or left? I got an avenue to bridge the gap. A little to the right?. A little to the left?. Which way forward?. I approached a zebra..., to cross the road. A zebra led me to a storm, then, i beckoned on my destination. Approaching my destination, i saw a tarmac. I saw the terminal. Across the port. Then i wondered. Is this, the end of the road?