In Motion

I once had a fairly stable online journal.

I don't anymore.

I am on the move now, wrestling with an after life that I did not plan on. I write here because I map compulsively. Inner space and landscape. Time and esperience. This and that.

Something about this space makes me accountable to myself. To stay alert. To put one foot in front of the other. To move with purpose.

If you have come from the old site, welcome. Feel free, as always to drop a line. If you are new, hello. Hope you find a word or two worth chewing on. Share something back if you like.

Thanks for reading.