Through my childhood, we did not go on vacations.
So when I got my first job, I was overjoyed that I’d be travelling extensively.
Which I did. I was legit living out of suitcases.
Except, that I started loving being at home after those 5 years of extensive travel got over.
Comes down to the Jim Carrey analogy: You need to have everything in order to know that is not the answer.
You must think everything is the answer, for you to finally know it is not.