Second Spire to the Right

I first conceived of this space during one of the scariest chapters of my life. Temporarily disabled by Long COVID, unable to drive, barely able to work, I struggled even to stand some days, all while managing a home on my own. I spent many days on my couch those days, grieving the past and scared for the future. Travels of the past seemed like a distant fantasy. Travels of the future, existed only in dreams. Nevertheless, I allowed myself to dream beyond the walls of a my one-bedroom high rise apartment, daring to hope that one day my strength would return. I had the idea writing about travels in the past would some how pave the way for travels in the future. And so from that resolve, this space was born. The effect of so many months spent in survival mode is that this blog couldn’t get off the ground until I did. Nevertheless, the idea remains the same. Some of these little postcards are from the past, and some will be from trips happening in real time. There may be some creative rabbit trails along the way, but all of it is intended to celebrate wonder and adventure.