Home Is A Feeling Not A Place

An Experience of Being Alive

“People say that what we are all seeking is a meaning for life. I don't think this is what we're really seeking. I think what we're seeking is an experience of being alive.”
– Joseph Campbell, The Power of Myth

Home is a Feeling, Not a Place

There are three types of people: the living, the dead, and those at sea. Cruising the world has been one of the most rewarding forms of introspection. This chapter of my life represents another “re-entry” into the world of Hotel @nyware— a continuation of my extended break from “Normal Life.” Onboard yet another cruise ship, I’m living my dream of PT (Permanent Travel), also called “Mini Retirements.”

I haven’t been everywhere, but it’s no longer about checking destinations off a list. I "get it" now—this travel thing. As I document these adventures in my travelogue, I remind myself: “Roam Sweet Roam.” Home isn’t where the heart is; it’s where my computer is. I remain a digital nomad. Anywhere becomes @nyware, and thanks to technology and a reliable internet connection, I’m thriving in the middle of nowhere while staying at the center of everything.

The Journey, Not the Destination

I’ve never mistaken a street address for where I truly live. My destinations have never been about places—they’ve been about new ways of seeing things. In this sense, the journeys themselves have become the destination.

Travel has taught me that life isn’t about resources—it’s about resourcefulness. We’re never too poor to buy our freedom. In fact, we are all “time millionaires.” When we choose to spend this precious commodity wisely, we begin to see that money isn’t the key to adventure—it’s just a tool, and its value diminishes when we focus instead on living fully.

The Rhythm of Discovery

Cruising is my platform for discovery. With every stop, I’ve collected insights that inspire me to write. Blogging, to me, is literature in a hurry: Write? Right! The quicker I move, the longer it takes to absorb it all. But I embrace this rhythm—one post at a time.

As I revisit destinations, the familiarity doesn’t breed boredom—it deepens my understanding. The Caribbean feels like a second home, not because of its beaches, but because of the life it allows me to live.

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