And now as I pack my bags, I start to realize that this will be the life I live. I will never find a home, I will never settle down. I don't want to stop keeping up with the world and its wonders. I know that goodbyes will recur, but I also know that they won't be painful. I'll be escaping reality one plane trip at a time, running away from all the drama and pointless conversations. That's a good life to live, to just go everywhere and learn more about yourself.