As a child, I spent frequent summers traveling back and forth between the Florida beaches and my home state of Oklahoma, going from where the sun shone down, beating, on the pavement below to the Sunshine State where it settled instead on the push and pull of waves crashing against the shore. I didn’t question my privilege to explore the open world, then–I didn’t think to, not at the time. I was lucky.
Tag: travel
Start (Player One)
I’ve spent the majority of my life not knowing where I was heading. The memories are fuzzy in some places, solid in others. Sunlight streaming