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I’ve heard it uttered countless times before.

I’ve never much given a hoot about the concept - as traveling is exhausting and I much prefer the comfort of my own bed. Perhaps my views are skewed as I spent a good chunk of my youth working to establish a proper home and eventual career. Interestingly, it seems as life progresses, the opportunity to travel becomes more and more possible.

Had a friend who saved for over a year to go to Japan with his minimum wage job. He invested much into that trip. At the same time, I spent every dollar I had paying for schooling that would get me out of the minimum wage trap.

One of the most pretentious archetypes are those who have traveled and cannot shut the fuck about it. Young women will go on and on about their travels while simultaneously managing to establish very little for themselves here. It’s hardly a topic to build a personality on.

While on my honeymoon, I sat on a beautiful lake and could not help but overhear two women list all the sights they had seen in other countries. All I could think was: “We are literally on the fucking lake of which songs have been written about and your mind is elsewhere?!” Some types of men will do this shit too when given the chance. (Watch, someone here will reply with a list of places they’ve been but then proceed to either agree or disagree with my sentiment) They will start listing places of travel as soon as the slightest opportunity arises. Shit, may as well start telling me about your LinkedIn profile.

I’ve also met men who have literally created websites that is a blend of their resume and list of places they’ve traveled with photographs. What, is this China and there’s some sort of pussy score I don’t know about that they’re trying to optimize? It must be an ego thing.

While there’s some stuff I think would be cool to see eventually, I don’t have any spiritual longing to wander about and be inside hotel rooms. My longings are to establish a good home and family here and to build the option and financial freedom to travel. And when the time should come where I feel like going somewhere, I can say: “Fuck it, let’s go.”