Travelling obliges you to trust in strangers and lose sight of all familiar and friendly comfort. You remain in permanent disequilibrium.
Nothing belongs to you except the most essential things:
air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky – all things that tend towards the eternal, or at least that we imagine to do so.
Cesare Pavese
Is there anything better to do than losing ourselves in a place far away from home?
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