Prompts for Travelers, Part 1

Considerations for journeying, limbo, and the experience of elsewhere

I spent the summer solstice in Denmark, where the sun rises at 4am and sets near 11pm. The lack of night causes the days to blur together, and you do things like take walks at midnight, stumbling around like a gleefully sleep deprived, heliotropic zombie. Light’s constancy offered its own illumination: such a world could exist, had existed. I was the on…