on the power of satisfaction

no need to travel

I never want to be in an airplane again.

No. I’m not afraid of flying. I just do not need, nor have any desire to travel.

Some of you ‘worldly’ readers may balk at this idea. I’ve heard people protest that those who travel have an expanded worldview, experience greater compassion and can be more creative. Though I admit, I’ve loved my overseas journeys, since the pandemic, I’ve kicked the travel habit for good.

Travel is an addiction. Many regular travelers that I know can’s settle in. They become squirrely, dissatisfied and even cagey at times. Regular travelers are regularly dissatisfied. Some are so bold to assert that their dissatisfaction is a good thing. It isn’t.

They travel to ignite their curiosity. Driven further for more novelty, they become intoxicated with stories of images on gallery walls, exotic foods or spectacular palaces. Travelers love to talk about, that cool shop, the witty waiter or the stressful series of misadventures that culminated in almost missing a flight.