I suppose it doesn't matter where you travel, from your living room, to the front door, to the airport, to Timbuktu... It's all a journey. Even if the journey is the small spaces in your mind that create vast expanses of life and the global anatomy, so that you never leave the comfort of your brain, it's still a worthwhile adventure. This isn't a travelogue in the generic sense. This is a travelogue of my mind. Welcome to my journey...