On my way back today, I started to watch Up In The Air on the train. I don’t know why but it seemed like a good choice in the moment. In the last one year, my life has been very much like that. I haven’t flown as much or stayed in as many hotel rooms as I have in the past 1 year. The idea of being in constant motion has always been inherently attractive. The idea of not having one address. A different bed every now and then. To be on the move constantly.