"Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving." — Terry Pratchett
I come to understand this idea more and more with every trip I take away and every time I come back. The first time I ever traveled internationally, I was hooked. I realized that I found bits and pieces of myself with every single adventure I took.
It was like pieces of myself were scattered around the world and it was up to me to discover them. It's irresistible, my desire for travel. I know now that who I want to be can be found anywhere from Australia to Thailand to Ireland to Puerto Rico to Canada.
Now, whenever I come back from somewhere new, I see those around me differently. I see my space differently. I see myself differently. I carry within me all the lessons, memories, experiences, and people I met along the way. I remember the details of the rising sun beyond the clouds in Sydney. I look back at shared laughter with friends and coworkers. I remember the stark, fine white sand at Caves Beach. I remember the rough, scratchy, dry skin of the elephants I touched in Thailand. I remember the petals from each flower I passed and the scent of the frangipanis that dotted the landscape from Thailand to Australia.
What's left is the memories of people, scents, laughs, and experiences. I carry them with me. I will never see the world the same again. I never do.
And it will continue to change over time.
Every day will be a new experience to find myself within my memories.
To connect again with my inner nomad and bring forth the beauty from my heart and into my life.