Chasing the Sun

Wrote this a while back, just posting it now...Currently on an airplane flying across country. As I blow through timezones decreasing the speed with which the sun gets farther away, I marvel at the expanse of the US. I know, and likely will only know, such a small piece of it. I'm actually quite fine with that. It seems like everyone I know and meet describes themselves as "someone who likes to travel". At least out on SF, it's almost a clique so many people describe themselves in that way. Well, I don't like to travel. Sure there are place I want to go to; I'm dying to make it to Hawaii or the tropics, to hit Paris, Italy; but in general, traveling just isn't something I enjoy. Going to see friends in other places is great, but in general I find traveling distracting. I get back and suddenly have a million things to do because I've been away. I like to settle into a spot and make it what I will. I think that's my approach to many things. I'd rather get comfortable with something and stay with that. I suppose my career path is the exception to that, but oh well...

At any rate, I know I will travel to different places and enjoy them, and I still may go live someplace exotic in my life, but the truth is, in general, I don't like to travel around. I'm going down on record as the first person to say so...