On Detachment

by Lydia Unsworth

Traveling is the same as life, but faster. Everything resembles everything else. More things are forgotten because there are more of them to forget (one day becomes the next, people are interchangeable). What you are feeling at one moment is unrecognizable by the next. You learn about loss, gradually you grow used to it until one day you find you are surprised when it is noticed. And then, at some point, you are no longer traveling.

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Lydia Unsworth blogs here.