If you ever wonder why it’s hard to walk away from work, it’s because exchanges like these happen when you least expect it. As a setup: Adam is one of our new Australia staffers, who was on the last leg of his journey home to Australia after working in Boston for three weeks.
I’m about to head out on the road again, and thanks to a quirk of airlines, I’ll be flying into Vermont and out through Boston. I’m doing it purely so I can roadtrip through Vermont, and see what there is to see.
I have no idea what I’ll see, but I’m taking my new camera rig.
Wondering why Vermont? See this map, and it’ll make sense:
When I put yesterday’s fresh rounds of travel into TripIt, I saw a line that summed up my year:
You’ve traveled 43,660 mi to 44 locations.
I nodded, thinking to myself about the places I’ve been, the people I’ve met – or reconnected with – and felt profoundly grateful. I’ve been welcome in a lot of places over the past year, slept on a few new couches, met delightfully new recombinations of humanity. All unique, none replaceable.
This quilt is a simple one, born out of frustration with a work project that ate a lot of time out of each day, and continues to do so. At the end of each day, I’d feel that I’d not actually accomplished anything new, and I’d be frustrated with myself because I felt like I’d wasted that day.
This morning, while working to finish Invariant, I found myelf reflecting on the travel schedule I’ve been maintaining over the past year and the conflicting effects it’s had on my creative time. My stash has picked up fabric from Denmark, Oregon, Massachusetts, Minnesota, Colorado, Holland, and England.