The Great American Road Trip: Destinations unknown, routes unknown, durations unknown. More than a couple days of driving distance to see Granny, but less than a multiyear vagabond life. Sometimes a coast-to-coast cannonball run, and other times via backcountry roads with countless stops. Classic tales filled with friends or with a dog.

07-Feb-22 marks the beginning of my physical trek across America; a minimally planned but potentially multiple month journey across the highways and low ways of the American wilderness and overbuilt cityscapes. To be witness to the celebrated and the marginalized. To better understand my place in the vastness of our world. To stamp down a multitude of my overinflated yet trivial sensitivities. This trip may mark new beginnings – and endings – in a variety of domains of life including values, morals, and ethics. Along the way, I may have personal experiences as precursors to realizations beyond thinking and feeling that this experience is less about beginning and end and more about the present moment.

Begin again, every day.