I wonder if everyone has an expiration on the amount of time they can stay in one place. Do we all hit a point when we need to float away? To escape the people around us? To start new...to experience change. A whole different world, free of responsibility, away from all of the frustration. A peaceful place, where we feel loved and respected. Somewhere to feel beautiful.
Every town has a limit. One city can only do so much for you. Then it's time to move on, to experience something new. An adventure is calling your name. Wide spaces or city skylines. Somewhere to call your own. At least for a time.
I've outgrown this place and these people. I've overstayed my welcome. This is not my home. I have nowhere to call my own. I am a wanderer.