Off The Map

Yuma, Arizona is one of our frequent stops, and sometimes it feels like one of those four corners of the world; there’s very little out there, including internet. Really, I get that sensation a lot on the road: that I’m very close to an invisible edge of the known, about to fall off the earth. But the literal borders of states or countries are just as subjective and arbitrary as the ones I carry in my head: where or who I’ve been, and where or who I will be. Continue reading “Off The Map”

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