I realized that as much as I enjoy being away, seeing new places and experiencing new things, I love going back home. I'm not a nomad. I like going back to the comforts of what's mine, what I'm used to and what I'm accustomed.
It's about seven weeks into 2016 and 4 of these 7 weeks, I was out of town: 2 weeks in Reno, about a week in Nashville and then a week in Chicago.
The moment I walked in my apartment from Chicago, I was ready to stay put for a while. I've been in hotels way more than I have been in my own bed. I've been eating out instead of just having the comforts of making my own meal. I've been figuring my way around looking at a map instead of just walking around and trusting my memory.
I tell people that I'm one of the easiest people to get on the plane. This is true. However, I'm also one of the easiest people to convince to stay-in. It doesn't seem like it but if you actually do know me, I'm perfectly comfortable just watching a movie and staying at home.
Travel is a form of learning for me. I never chose it as an escape. It was a means for me to understand the world beyond what I can access through the internet, books and stories from other people. I don't leave because I don't want to be where I am. I leave because I need to see things for myself.
My favorite adventures are to the places I've been wherein I feel like I'm just one of them. The feeling that I melted into the sea of people in a place that I don't really have an identification to---exhilarating. I give myself a win when people ask me directions even if I'm not from there. I had to reveal that I'm not from there but that means I look like I'm comfortable with where I am.
The past few weekends, I've chosen to stay in. I'm just enjoying staying put and not being on the move. I'm perfectly content with just savoring the familiar and basking in the comforts of what's mine.
I haven't quite reached the point that I'm ready to leave again. It'll come though, I know it will.
But right now, this is just as good.
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