Growing up, I moved just about every year.  Occasionally we stayed in one place for longer, say two or three years, but we also had shorter stints to make up for those more lengthy “visits.”  All tallied, I moved twenty-one times before I left home for college at the age of 17. I don’t bring this up to gripe about my nomadic childhood, but only to help contextualize my current wanderlust.  I learned some valuable lessons as a result of the constant change.  Some enjoyable and some painful, of course.  …
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