Always on the move Never content to stay in the same place twice Five miles or a thousand As long as when its time to sleep, its someplace different Constant yearning to go No matter how far or how many times its never enough Coast to coast Traveled north, south, east and west. . . and even further The worlds not enough Could travel to the Moon and back or out past Mars And still Will never find a place like home
I have, and always have had the need to travel, see the world find excitement, adventure and good food. I love to leave, going away for months at a time. Yet there is nothing as satisfying as coming home.