on the road

I wonder how easy it makes things, to be able to get away from everything every 2 months.
I also wonder how difficult it makes things.
The feeling of missing someone is the feeling i know best.
Certainly because i am always attracted to musicians, and musicians are known to be on the road.
I wonder how it feels to meet people every night, to sleep in another place every night, to travel to another town every day.

The truth is? I am jealous.
Things that are temporary are always the most precious.