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There's something to be said about roaming and wandering; the romantic notion that everywhere you travel can be called 'home'. But sooner or later the road becomes weary. The constant unknowing of where you will be or where you will end up begins to eat at you. At least it does for me. Maybe you can live an entire life on the road. Charles Kuralt did it for over 20 years. For me, I need a home base, a touchstone of sorts. I think this need comes from my desire to create and maintain deep, long lasting relationships. This is difficult on the road via e-mail. Don't get me wrong, I've really enjoyed all the people I've met during my travels and I hope I continue to meet and nurture these brief, but meaningful, encounters with strangers and friends alike. However, there's something about the daily or weekly contact with people you really know and who know you that makes a place I can call home. The problem with the road is that by the time we start developing a real connection with anyone, we're back in the Jeep and onto the next city. So far, this seems to be one of the few downsides to our Quest-4 project. While this wandering works for me now, I know in my heart that the road days will eventually have to come to an end if I'm to find my success. Until then I'll continue to explore, wander, and roam.
Read Chris' related journal entry: Moving On (or: Hulk Must Smash) Click Here © Brian Ardinger, 1998
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