Pack Light Walk Slow Calvin: "It's a magical world out there Hobbes, ol' buddy.

Hobbes: "Let's go exploring."

We can achieve something new, something worked for, and we're happy. But we're never content.  We're always looking ahead - "What's next?"  We call ourselves 'travellers' because we're always searching; we are chasing after the wind here.  I think we somehow know there's more to this life than what we see here in front of us, more than what this workworkwork culture can offer.  We somehow see that we're meant for something better, and that inborn knowledge buried somewhere deep inside is what keeps telling us, "Don't get too comfortable here; you're meant for another world."