You are about to enter a museum of stories, stories from a journey that unfolds along thousands of branching roads.

Like the journey of Odysseus, who no sooner returns than he heads off again,
it is a story of infinite branching roads forever heading away, towards an ‘arrival’ that is forever postponed. 

It is the journey without a destination, or marked by an infinite number of destinations: it is the museum of a journey to infinity and to the infinitesimal.

Each story is a local instance, while the narrative’s journey is the structure that makes sense of the text.