Using the passing world as a canvas for introspection is very nice and rewarding, but moving all the quarks and electrons that make me up from one place to another through time is exhausting. There better be a good reason for the effort and in my view it’s nothing less than reinvention. It’s a tool for leaving your comfort zone in a planned and controlled way.
I feel that travelling needs to be done with sufficient time and openness for chance. Travelling in this sense becomes an opening to new variations of life. But it requires diving deep. Merely glancing at the surface of what you’re passing by does not give you the necessary feedback to feel out of place, the very notion that is uncomfortable and longed for at the same time — the manifestation of the New.