the twenty-third year

Though the compass during this journey wavered, the shallow seas deepened, the once small mountains soared, the rivers split at every turn, the plains elongated, the yellow beaches whitened, the forest lost for the trees, the dirt roads paved, the concrete jungle intensified, the demographics smudged and cleared at the same time.
The topography once unknown now typifies the height and breath at this point in life. The map expanded beyond the geography of youth. The winds of change trailed at every turn. The next horizon - a daily occurrence more difficult than the last.
His map blurs/beautifies.