• Lost in the Light

    1 month ago - By Nowhere

    Wind waves, stark uniformity, single-minded concentration, landless landscapes, irrational urges, blinding ice, Antarctica & the alluring abyss.
    I am starting to measure time as it's marked by the ice caps. Two months here, three months there, then fall in Montana, or spring, or a month of summer, and then again to the Flat White. l scatter through the seasons and across hemispheres, losing myself in the months, the landscape, the cold and the heat.
    I've worked for nine seasons at the Poles, running research camps in Greenland and Antarctica. I'm growing accustomed to swaying from here to...
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