Have you ever looked back and realized that you’d set out on the path you seem to have been meant to take years ago, but meandered off?

Because in the spring of 2002, I set out and completed a fairly ambitious trip I called Carpetbagger.

I was writing and photographing. I had plans. I mean, duh. I should be doing that now instead of going off on a path to become a social worker. I mean, being a social worker is a great thing to do, but there’s this photography thing.

I gotta go see about a career.