We don’t know how many seasons we get. That’s the magic of it. Stories from faraway places, unfamiliar roads and the moments that make you glad you went.
Eighty summers, give or take. That is the whole idea. Time is the only thing we never get more of, so we decided to spend it on purpose: on distance, on strangers who become friends, on mornings that start before the map does. Maybe80 began as a trip around the world for the two of us. It keeps growing into something wider — films, photographs, and the stories underneath them. We are not counting down. We are counting what we did with it.