A Note Before the Edition
The Waypoint is moving to a fortnightly rhythm — not less, but deeper. And the first of those longer gaps is one I'm spending off-grid, on the far side of signal. A note on both, before the edition proper.
The Waypoint is moving to a fortnightly rhythm — not less, but deeper. And the first of those longer gaps is one I'm spending off-grid, on the far side of signal. A note on both, before the edition proper.
Seven pieces this week, bound by distance – the speck found with a sextant, the ice measured by sailing through it, and the crises unfolding too far from the front pages to be seen.