The toughest thing about traveling is saying goodbye.
I know some amazing people, and knowing I won’t be seeing them for a extended period, hurts.
So why am I going? My decisions are causing some upset in the lives I care for.
It would be a lot easier for them if I stayed close to home.
Why go 1/2 way around the world?
I am a wanderer. Not an adventurer. I seem to be searching for something or someplace.
I used to have my place, but it is gone now….
So I search; for love, for place, for me and until then I will wander, and explore
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