Sometimes you’ve traveled so much that you fall asleep easier on moving vehicles and on the ground than in a bed. And the roof over your head and the foundations under your feet are about to squish you and the air is suffocating, the only moments you feel grounded is when the weight of your backpack is pulling you down to earth. You don’t feel you’ll ever be able to settle down, and at this point you’re not even sure you want to. You can’t go back home because yo’ve changed too much in the meanwhile. You’re relieved when you finally leave again