Far Away

the abyss, and I begin to imagine every single bad thing that could happen to me right now.

Like climbing mountains or venturing deep into the backcountry, travelling gets us into places we may not be entirely familiar with. We’re forced to question ourselves, dig deep into our bag of tricks, test fear and derive enough resolve to get us through—to get us back to where we feel safe, secure, relaxed.

My Moscow blip was nothing more than that. I figured it out. But those few moments of pure aloneness and worry make the final turn into my driveway evermore powerful. There it is, the once-distant, now gleaming light of that place I call home.

Photo: Jordan Manley

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