"When ordinary life shackles me,
I escape, one way or another."
Anis Nin
Growing up in Chicago, fire escapes were just as much a part of the landscape as bus stops and subway stations. All three were opportunities to flee whether a short distance, quick trip or invested travel.
Eventually, I was capable of movement within the space of dwelling. Books were the most traveled highways to parts of the world, segments of distant lives, and practices of cultures far and wide.
My favorite mode of transportation, however, offered ways to fall through the cracks of time. Freedom to slip from boundaries, shackles, and emotional restraints was readily available through visualizations. It can be the best transport into unknown horizons.
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