
What if I’m addicted?
To traveling.
Think about it.
I spend nearly all my money on it.
I’m willing to do work I don’t enjoy to make sure I’ll be able to go traveling.
As soon as I’m finishing a trip I want an other one.
I feel physically and mentally ill when I quit.
I trade time with close ones for time alone far away.
I meet loads of people but grow lonelier each time i return home.
Just to mention a few.
Great thanks to a new friend, Mike, that I met — travelling — who passed this thought on to me.