Who says “not all who wander are lost”? Is wandering without direction? Without goal? I wanted to get lost. My goal was awareness. To not know. To see for the first time. To wonder without worrying. Maybe I wasn’t truly lost. I could always have found my way back. I knew that. But I did not know where I was going, or if I would get to where I eventually wanted to get to. I was lost for the moment. And in a moment, I found myself.