The reason you travel? To be a better human. And there are so many ways to do that but let me give you one that struck me this morning, on my first morning being home.

I wake up in my warm bed, with nowhere to be. In silence. In a place I am allowed to be as long as I would like to. I get up and make my own coffee. I pet my cats. It feels like a drug - This rest having been earned. I walk across the street to the grocery store and I buy stuff for breakfast and half and half. I go home and make another cup of coffee.

The simplest things possible. The things that make up my daily routine for a lot of the year. But because I haven’t had them in so long - I am filled with a grateful sense of enjoyment for each and every one of them. I actually stop and think about them as I do them. I walk into the grocery store - Realizing I can buy anything I want in this store to have whatever kind of day I would like to - And I feel blessed. The coffee tastes better. The couch feels more comfortable. The air smells sweeter. The shower feels hotter. Everything about this makes me feel grateful - For the simplest things that I far too often take for granted.

That’s it. That’s everything. That sums up one more component on why you travel and why you leave your comfort zone. My grandma always had a sign on her refrigerator that said ‘Happiness is not getting what you want. It’s wanting what you have.’ And I get it. I don’t need anything at all. Not one single thing more than what I have right now and I can feel it in my core and it’s that feeling right there that I wish everyone could feel just once.