At the age of 21 I took four months and an assignment from an outdoor magazine and traveled Minnesota and southern Canadas state and National parks. I backpack

At the age of 21 I took four months and an assignment from an outdoor magazine and traveled Minnesota and southern Canadas state and National parks. I backpacked for long periods of time, mostly alone, and photographed for months on end. I was somewhat depressed, but also hopeful... in a way that lead me to believe over the next horizon here would be some place or someone that would make me happy. I met a lot of strangers along the way and almost died twice. I even had the FBI track me down for questioning due to my extensive periods along the border (I later learned they tracked hiking registries fairly regularly). Ultimately there was no lesson or grand realization I had out there -- just a rich set of experiences and unique people that I draw on from time to time. I learned my limits and probably pushed them at the prime of my life and I'd like to think I'm better off for it. I learned that I liked people, even though I am often uncomfortable around them. And even though I am slightly different, I'll still survive and be ok. Ebheret seems to be doing the same and there isn't really and need to assign a motivation to it. Sometimes we wander for vague reasons we can't quite explain. Maybe life isn't quite enough or maybe our bodies just want to return to our pre-city state. But ultimately it just ends up being something new that's maybe worth adding to the canon for human experiences, or just you're own story worth making.