Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
I would become a respectable person. I left the university, trained for my father’s profession, went abroad to get a better grasp of things, then went home and worked hard to become just like everybody else…You start off as Mr. X, who happens to be an engineer, and sooner or later you’re just an engineer who happens to be called Mr. X.
–Antal Szerb. Journey By Moonlight
Any former-travelers, Army brats, serial relocators have tips on when it’s time to hang it up and how to keep from settling in? Not that I’m committing to an end, to a lease, to anything. I just don’t quite remember what my plates look like, and I might miss the glory days when I had more than four pairs of socks…maybe.