wanderlust: the desire or want to travel
I have always had two opposing sides of myself:
the side that wants to settle down, to buy a home to call home and a family to care for
& the side that wants to pack a bag and make a new day a new adventure every morning.
The need to see the world, and the desire to find new places has always been one so deeply rooted inside me. It aches, and it whines wanting to see the world. Yet, the unknown is also one that I cower from.
To not have a home is not a concept I am unfamiliar with, but it is not a place in my mind I want to revisit. Can you wake up every day in a new environment - a new city, a new country, a new bed - and still feel at home?