The road to where?

I've spent spring working in Dalkeith, a small town outside Edinburgh. Correction: I was actually working on the far side of Dalkeith, which is itself a pretty little town with little to remark upon. At best it was a dismal job in a dismal place. Some days, when the sun shone, it was quite pleasant, but as I often say, almost anywhere is nice when the sun shines. "Sun destroys the interest of what's happening in the shade," to quote Philip Larkin. Where I worked there was a stretch of aimless road, drifting round the perimeter of my place of work. You see it in the above photograph. My job has suddenly and abruptly ended and like the road, I don't know where life will lead next.