Tense Life

For more than half a century, I have been expanding
by crawling
by walking
by bicycle
by moped
by car
by train
by plane
by moving homes
by trying to understand people‘s behaviour
in Tauberbischofsheim
in Germany
in Europe
by learning English
by chatting with the world

Will there ever be a turning point? From expansion to contraction. From moving on to moving back. How would that feel? Like coming home after a beautiful journey? Or like being arrested after years of escaping?

Am I running? Or am I on the run?