You can never be far enough away from your problems and you can never be close enough to the things you love... or so it feels anyway.
"I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea, and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the Stern Fact, the Sad Self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from." - Ralf Waldo Emerson
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