When I finally get a chance to go,
Will I bring a map?
I don’t think so.
Will I plot a course or make a plan?
No,
I’ll simply wander here and there,
And seek adventure where I can.

Stuck inside during COVID-19, I decided to turn some older memories into stories. But one never knows if your stories will be of interest. So I decided to post them quietly. I thought, I could mention them casually if I thought someone would be interested. And, if not, it wouldn’t be a big deal.

It seemed like a good plan. But it has stalled over and over. It is not always fun to write about the past. And now the news in the present is depressing. Which just makes the past seem even longer ago. Anyway, when I thought of this, I was thinking I would be writing about new adventures as I traveled. You know; capture stuff as it happens. A blog. But I ended up with a journal. And not even a well ordered or structured one. Just a collection of stories, notes and ramblings.