You didn’t leave because your life fell apart—you left because you wanted more. Love never felt like possession, and staying in one place began to feel like confinement. With no fixed destination, you step into the world on your own terms—by train, car, plane, or on foot. Every city, every stranger, every lover offers something new: a spark, a lesson, a memory. Some connections are fleeting, some linger. Some make you wonder if this is enough to stay—and sometimes, even when it is, you leave a