There is a violence about travelling

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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