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"Everything I pick up seems to lure me away. Everything I do in my daily life begins to feel like striking wet matches.

The need to travel is a mysterious force. A desire to go runs through me equally with an intense desire to stay home. An equal and opposite thermodynamic principle. When I travel, I think of home and what it means. At home I'm dreaming of catching trains at night in the gray light of Old Europe, or pushing open shutters to see Florence awaken. The balance just slightly tips in the direction of the airport.

I asked an impulsive question, What if we did not go home, what if we kept traveling?

- from A Year in the World by Frances Mayes


Feb. 24th, 2009 07:02 pm (UTC)
Hey, that could be me! I love to travel, yet I'm always happy to come home.

But not as happy as when I'm traveling.