Away from home

Being away from home drives me a bit mad sometimes. Here I am living my own life, caring about my own stuff, making my own decisions, washing my own clothes and....oh well, that's an endless list...but here I am having a great time doing what I like most. Travelling keeps me alive...and insane time to time I have to say...it's enjoyable being on the road...but what comes next? and what was left behind that it's always holding me back? I am not asking you these questions, I'm asking myself why I never find an answer to them. I don't really think I miss the life I had but I miss a piece of that cake....or maybe some pieces. (to be continued)