I use my life trying to get where. Wondering where where is, looking for where, staying where for as long as possible. If I leave out dawns but star whatever the plural is of time for later, I’m where. If I don’t cling, if I float up, if I recognize the familiar in every material, if I come into contact with atoms. If I modulate my surroundings to favor proof that they go on forever. If in listing the criteria I exclude nothing. If the elementary questions beg not to advance and if I cancel and answer them out. And if genregraphy is the study of where things are. Well travel.