There’s not much to say about January 29th and 30th, 2012. At this time last year, I was experiencing my first bad bout of sickness away from home. It was a mysterious bug that waylaid me for two days, a frustrating and unpleasant time. I also developed a deep mistrust of red lentils, the only unfamiliar food I ate before getting sick.
According to a tweet that I posted last year at this time, I spent some of the two days working on the postcards that I sent as part of the fulfillment for the crowdsourcing campaign that helped finance Walking Walls. Writing these postcards was a lot of work (there were 3 rounds of 43, one round per country) but I’m really glad that it was a part of the experience. Loads of people told me after the fact how much they loved receiving them, and I think the role they played in allowing others to be a part of the journey was an extremely valuable way to build community around this project.
So maybe these days weren’t a total loss after all. I’m not planning to post tomorrow as this reflection addresses both the 29th and 30th.