Mimo Khair Creative

Tonight I am choosing this image, because it is a very favorite one of mine. It captures a feeling I have carried for as long as I can remember — the feeling that I need to be somewhere else, even when I don’t know exactly where that somewhere is.

Ever since I was a child, I knew I had to leave. Every time I left a place, I would settle for a while, only to leave again — and again. It feels like this journey is endless, a thread woven through the fabric of my life.

I remember seeing the Bedouins as a child, the nomads who passed by our region each year. They would roam far and wide, only to return, their same faces emerging from different horizons after a year of wandering. What makes the Bedouins want to constantly move, even in today’s world? Some souls, it seems, are simply not built for settling.

I find this both strange and deeply familiar. I cannot say that any one place is my home. Friends say, “Home is where my books and things are,” and yes, that is partly true. But for me, it feels like something else — something deeper. There is a pull, a tugging at the core, every time I settle for too long.

I have been back from my last trip for just about a week, and already I feel the call rising again — the need to move, to go, to search. It is almost as if there are unseen energies scattered across the world, waiting for me to find them. Staying still feels heavy, almost painful.

This is a journey without end. A dance between the longing for roots and the deep need for wings.

Here is also an ai animation I made today about being rooted: