What Brings You Home?

I’ve been living this lifestyle for about six months now, and honestly I love it so much that it’s hard to imagine it growing old.

But I’m wiser than that, and I know all things have their peaks and troughs and everything in between. Life is still life, no matter where you go.

I’n curious: for those of you who’ve been doing this a while, what routinely brings you back to a home base or made you break up with the lifestyle all together? Family, friends, boredom? A need for stability?

Thanks in advance