“I’ve ruined myself for a normal life. I know that now. And I didn't do it with drugs, or a scandalous affair, but I’ve ruined myself the old-fashioned way: I packed my bags, left the house, got on a plane, and flew across an ocean.” Self DestructionModern PhilosophyExpatriatePerspective ShiftThe Cost Of SeeingWorldview BreakNomad SoulInternal DisplacementPost Travel BluesWanderlust Cynic Book:Notes From Exile: The "Manual for the Broken” Source: Notes From Exile: The "Manual for the Broken”
“When you travel, You fall in love in fast-forward. Because you know there is an expiration date. You know one of you has a flight on Tuesday. It’s not romance. Don't kid yourself. It’s a desperation. You’re alone in a city that doesn't speak your language. You find someone else who looks just as lost as you. You hold onto each other. You squeeze a lifetime into a weekend. You swear it means something. Then the train comes. The bus leaves. And you’re just left with a phone number you’ll never call and a spot in the bed that gets cold real fast. It’s a cheap trick. But we fall for it every time.” Self DestructionModern PhilosophyExpatriatePerspective ShiftThe Cost Of SeeingWorldview BreakNomad SoulInternal DisplacementPost Travel BluesWanderlust Cynic Book:Notes From Exile: The "Manual for the Broken” Source: Notes From Exile: The "Manual for the Broken”