The reason we travel is the reason for life itself, no matter even if we do it to escape lifes bigger questions the nature of traversing the world is that the mystery becomes a better lens to see reality through as we become mysterious even to ourselves. When you have left your home, family and old life behind and set a course with destiny as your guide you open yourself to the new and the old will inevitably drop away and we can wonder if as human beings we are meant for one place, one tribe, one way of doing things. What happens when you start identifying with people from the opposite side of the planet?
I've never technically been free as I don't even know what that means, anything that is does what it does based on it's makeup, it's form. The wind could be seen as free, but if the wind could talk would it agree with you on that notion? It has to do what it does in order for it to keep being what it is. For me to do what I'm doing now, typing this in a country far from my own I had to first go through all of the ups and downs of my own perception and a big part of the turns I took at certain junctions was that I didn't like what was in the other direction. The same psychological process follows me in the ways I travel now, I'm not fundamentally different if I did feel completely satisfied I probably wouldn't be putting myself through what can be uncomfortable days with no one but yourself to support you and unfamiliarity at every turn. There is always more to see and question marks lay around so many corners that the excitement far outweighs any adversity encountered, this life for whatever reason has so many entreched into it's gravity and we cannot deny it's pull on our lives any more than planets leaving the orbit of a star.
I can't say that I have travelled a lot, not in a typical sense of looking at the global picture as I have probably only seen a small percentage of the world but I have changed homes around a dozen times in the last decade and have basically gotten into the flow of constant change. I understand the rhythm now and how often the things we get attached to during the time we put roots down can be found elsewhere so I don't stress it or worry about real world stuff. All my furniture from Australia was given to a family member with some additional things in storage that I haven't needed in years so it's stuff that probably doesn't matter too much. My priority now is to serve my heart and I believe that is the road to fulfillment and the greatest reward, travel gives us the opportunity to see our own deepest yearnings and imaginative ideals reflected in life even if only for a moment and those moments are each chapters of the journey that one day we can look back on and be happy, the only way for us to prove to ourselves that life is after all ok is to get out and see it.