disruptive intention towards time

Leaving the normal, daily routine for five weeks of abroad adventuring is a good way to make the normal daily feel absurdly depressing. Everything valuable about not being home, from food to people and places, disappears in the comfort of a familiar bed.

Everything that had been assaulting the curiosity and intrigue, fades away into the bland, un-assaulting normal familiar. Without regretting the past five or ten weeks, five or ten years, the intention for the next while is disruptive.

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