The more you travel, the more numerous and profoundly varied the relationships you will have.
But the more people you meet, the more diffused your time is with any of them.
Since all these people can't vagabond with you, it becomes more and more difficult to cultivate long term relationships the more you travel.
Yet you keep traveling and keep meeting amazing people, so it feels fulfilling, but eventually you miss them all, and many will have either forgotten who you are or don't bother keeping in touch with you.
And then you make up for it by staying put somewhere long enough to develop roots and cultivate stronger relationships, but these people will never know what you know or see what you've seen.
You will always feel a tinge of loneliness, and you will want to tell your stories just a little bit more than they will want to hear them.
This gets worse the more you travel, yet travel seems to be a cure for a while.
None of this is to suggest that one should ever reduce travel.
It's just a warning to other young travelers like myself to expect, as part of the price, a rich life tinged with a bit of sadness, loneliness, and angst that's like the same nostalgia everyone feels for special parts of their past except multiplied by a thousand.
-Adapted from "darien_gap" on Reddit
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