1: It begins with being lost

The desire to travel is the desire to be lost. "It is here, but not here," a young Polish girl I met on the bus station in Reykjavík reminded me. 

I am now here, then nowhere.

Coming to Iceland I wanted to be quiet and small in my aloneness like the island itself.

For my self to be as close to being nothing. 

What I found was that sometimes, nature also needs to be alone. (L.)

That place also desires to be lost, to be nowhere.