Socrates was told that some man had not been improved by travel. “I am sure he was not,” he said. “He went with himself.”
-On Solitude, Michel de Montaigne
It was a mistake to think it easy to empty myself into an empty landscape. The drovers made sure that I could not. What are you doing here?, they asked. Why did you choose this? Who made you come with us? I had no answer for them other than my Mazāj, Mood, and I had brought all my moods with me.