Someone wrote on X:
I think the compulsion to travel frequently is a confession of an inability to appreciate past journeys. If you can’t make an adventure out of a hot girl walk to the cafe then no amount of new experiences is going to feel valuable or satiate that craving for a nomadic lifestyle.
That is pure depth.
Here’s your girl’s take 2 on that.
If you can’t make an adventure out of a coffee in your study room then no amount of new experiences are going to feel valuable or satiate that craving for a nomadic lifestyle.
Something for all of us to think about. Especially within.
