A storm is circling all around us. We have known this for quite some time. The question that remains is how do we weather it? For some, it's to double down, to fight the rising tide, while others simply close their eyes, refusing to see the swelling tempest, and still others simply look to see how they can cash in on the wreckage. Of course, I speak in metaphors for an imploding system, and the destruction it leaves in its wake. Yet, there's more to life than just surviving one looming disaster after another. So, I choose another way, to set myself adrift and let the winds and raging waters carry me where they may. For the last year and a half, I've been traveling the world, to any and every safe port I could find, for the simple reason that it was cheaper to go on an endless adventure than it was paying rent. In the course of this nomadic sprawl, across vast seas and vanishing horizons, meeting friends both new and old, from all corners of the globe, discovering cultures and peoples we've only ever been told to be afraid of, and building with them friendship and community through music, poetry and the arts, as we learn about each other and find that regardless of where we come from, everyone basically wants the same things out of life, that no matter what government you live under, it's always the rich oppressing the poor... some things are just universal that way. Through this journey, I've also come to realize that the storm is likewise an internal one, one in which I must create those calm seas wit