I've known for a long time that I was a "wanderer"
and exactly as this book describes, and I have known many others.
And when we meet each other we know exactly our kinship in wandering.
My daily mantra is "I want to go home but I don't know where that is"
ringing in my head now for over 30 years, daily, during cooking,
during childcare, while driving, while with lovers, while moving and
doing all that life offers, rings the mantra. Even before the mantra
came, I knew. I knew since very very young.
regardless of family,
I cannot name it,
nor see it.
It drives me.
Just the knowing that I am
for that fulfillment
with the unknown
to all that I am.