You never know the whole path

There is no way to know the future.
I can't see around corners of time.
I wish I could sometimes, but no.
I can catch a glimpse of it, but unclear.
It stretches out before me on the way.
As I go along it, I walk and wonder.
What if I did know where it went?
Would I bother walking it?
It would already all be know.
There would be no adventure of life there.
So no, for now I will coddle myself unknowing.
The path is there and I will walk it.
Some parts I have chosen (Hi Buffy).
Others I can not do anything about.
However, I will continue to walk.