I don’t like to travel.
I do, however, enjoy seeing new places. Or seeing old places that I’m fond of. Or seeing old places that I have not seen in so long that they just may as well be new again anyway. What I don’t enjoy is the processes involved that are required to get me from point A to point B, especially when those points are further than one hour apart and one or less is my home.
Leaving home is not easy for me; all my things are here. I know where they are. I know what they do. And when I have a need for them … I don’t have to go searching or regret not being near them because I know where they are and what they do. When I spend a period of time greater than one or two days in an area greater than one hour away from my home, I know that invariably I will need one or more of those things that I know where they are and what they do, in my home, when I am not in my home.
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