The sense of longing that travel gives is wonderful. A new place to sleep every day, not owning a space, just passing through. Is this a North American thing, a railroad country thing, or does it date back to the troubadours who were reflecting their lives in their songs?
A ledger for insights
"Do no harm." - Hippocrates
"Be kind whenever possible. It is always possible." - the Dalai Lama
