I've been traveling around for 3 years, I normally travel a lot as a digital nomad. Taking a break once in a while staying one spot for 3months to focus on work.
Now those 3 month stops are torture. I'm completely restless. I feel that I'm wasting my time if I'm not doing anything, so staying at home feels like wasting time. Feels like I have ADD. If I ever have to settle down or stop, I don't know how I'd be able to do it. But at same time it's a lonely life and know I have to at some point.
I guess I'm just having an existential crisis, and realize I'm going to die and want to do as much as possible so I don't have regrets, but realize at same time I will have regrets.
I guess I just see all those post travel depression posts, or stories of perpetual travelers killing themselves at the end because they end of alone and it terrifies me.