Cover Photo: photo via sigmama/flickr
photo via sigmama/flickr

Lost, and Then Found Once More: On Traveling Alone Without Sight

“The feeling of being out on my own is worth all the fear I must fight to get there.”

Here I sit again. Once more I find myself seated and facing the helpful travel agent who made all the necessary arrangements for my trip. I’m not certain if being here is right—in a way, it feels like I’m going backwards. Like I will undo all the progress I’ve made, all that confidence gained.