I have been digressing from my tales of divergent lands and idiosyncratic people, visitors who cross our path as we make our passage through that nebulous and meandering journey called life. My thought process has never been linear, and neither has my record of these adventures, my first somewhat "successful" attempt at keeping a journal or diary. I used to think that I had nothing to share, that a blank page by virtue of its blankness and therefore immense possibilities, was far more exciting than the monotony I called life. Now I realize that we all have something to share, that no matter how small, is vital to that thriving tapestry of life, that each of our voices, if we cared to speak, is woven in this continuum.
The travel stories will continue, as will my awe of the colors and varieties and idiosyncracies of the world, the world that at times will truly dazzle the heart.
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