I've never quite understood that feeling: that you arrive in a strange place, yet you want to have nothing but familiar experiences.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
It's more of an adventure when you set off into unknown territory, and there's nothing like that feeling you get when you discover a place on the Earth where no one has ever been.
There's just a feeling you get from certain things you do in life that just kind of feel pure and independent of what's actually, physically, going on.
It's like trying to describe what you feel when you're standing on the rim of the Grand Canyon or remembering your first love or the birth of your child. You have to be there to really know what it's like.
It's jarring to go from one amazing experience to another that feels ordinary. I don't quite know how to explain it. You see the uniqueness of what you've been doing, and disassociating yourself from it and going back to the 'normal' life is tough.
Very often, as I wander through life, I'll get that old feeling that I've come back from the future, and I'm living in the past. And it's a really horrible feeling.
I had never had a deep sense of belonging anywhere. I always felt I was an outsider.
Once you really commence to see things, then you really commence to feel things.
I'm kind of feeling like I don't mind being open with the random details of my life, like I'm at a coffee shop or my toe hurts or something, but obviously other more personal areas of life where I will just never really go there.
You travel with the hope that something unexpected will happen. It has to do with enjoying being lost and figuring it out and the satisfaction. I always get a little disappointed when I know too well where I'm going, or when I've lived in a place so long that there's no chance I could possibly get lost.
I've always had this feeling wherever I go. Of not feeling fully part of things, not fully accepted, not fully inside of something.