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.