A pitstop

Crossroads again.
A new place to explore.New people to meet.
New ideas to discover...

Life outside my window seems like images in fast forward mode. Passing me by, while I take a pit stop.
I'm tired of the monotony of standing still, but it isn't time to move yet. So I sit, biding my time, enjoying the security of stasis, while I sip my cup of coffee.

Soon, again it will be time to leave loved ones in one continent for new experiences in another.
Is it worth the separation?
Will loved ones be safe while I'm gone?
I should be back in a jiffy- I hope.