Somewhere I belong

I always crave adventure and travel to new places. Is the reason I feel this way that I want to feel accepted, like it is a place I belong and was always meant to be? And then when that place becomes ordinary and I still feel like I don’t quite fit, I begin craving someplace new? If this is true, it indicates the need to get to the root of why I feel I don’t belong. Or perhaps I feel like I belong with the unknown... because I feel unknown?

This thought came to me after thinking of haunted, isolated, cozy cabins and listening to the song Coffee by Sylvan Esso. I have not paid attention to the lyrics of the song, but the sound and music video got me thinking about this. Particularly the part in the video where someone is walking up some dirty steps into a house.