Hit me from behind

The events of the past stretch out ahead,
laid bare but just for me,
from my perch in this landscape of time,
the present becomes history

My life is marked by the trail that I blazed,
winding through the events of my past,
the ups and downs, the bumps and bruises,
from the first right up to the last

But they all got me here
And I just have to steer,
but what I can't see,
is what's behind me,
as I wait for it to appear