Haul your lanterns

Airbnb's can deceive you and they will. They will give a thousand promises then drown you in them.

If we stare out across the expanse of our history what crawls itself into the now? What old memory do you make anew? What distant hurt brings itself closer?

This morning, I woke up in a bed that wasn't my own. I had a wedding to attend and had to do the Airbnb dice roll. You can't convey comfort in a photo accurately, and despite its pleasant appearance,…