On Empire Builder out of Union Station, I return on Coast Starlight in 30 days. I hop off in Whitefish, Chicago, Cleveland, NYC, Kansas, Santa Fe, Santa Barbara, San Francisco. Rollick rumble howl, I’m crossing country of myth and imagination, romantic notions of what I’ll see, breathe, love. A work of long miles, expanding perception beyond quiet avenues of mind. A self bound and waiting grounds and stretches across a continent of places peopled and desolate, possibilities abound manifesting purpose. I carry new camera, new gi, new journal for capture and expression. I am constant and I am changed.