getting lost

An excerpt from a favorite passage in a favorite book by favorite author Rebecca Solint, A Field Guide to Getting Lost:

“I love going out of my way, beyond what I know, and finding my way back a few extra miles, by another trail, with a compass that argues a map, with strangers’ contrary anecdotal directions. Nights alone in motels in remote western towns where I know no one and no one I know knows where I am, nights with the strange paintings and floral spreads and cable television that furnish a reprieve from my own biography, when in [Walter] Benjamin’s terms I have lost myself though I know where I am”

and another: “Leave the door open for the unknown, the door into the dark. That’s where the most important things come from, where you yourself came from, and where you will go.”

Eastern Oregon and Central Idaho:

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