Enlightenment through exploration does not come without sacrifice.
When the foreign becomes familiar, what was familiar becomes foreign.
So deeply immersed in a new place, I end up leaving parts of myself there upon departure.
When it’s time to leave and move on, it feels as if I’ve lost something invaluable that can never be returned.
In reality, this sense of loss is a product of priceless experiences and immeasurable perspective.
Indeed, I can’t help falling in love with other landscapes, cultures and people. In the process, however, home becomes an elusive notion. It ceases to be a place, and transforms into a feeling.
Desire is a very stubborn condition. Perhaps the only viable form of treatment is to surrender to its symptoms and relegate to dreams the hope that there is a place where desire is a thing forgotten.