This saying has has a strong meaning for me and has for a long time.
I tend to wander. Home to home. Job to job. Country to country. Even in my personal life. Something drives me to move on. Walk away.
Right now I am back where I started from, small town in northern lower Michigan. Enjoying being back in the old family home I grew up in. Have a garden, pets.
I can feel lost right where I am, but not normally when I wander. I have often wondered why I seem different, not wanting to 'stay put' and live this same life day after day. I have often wondered that, but not figured out why. More now I tend to just wander about the yard or house. Looking, feeling, thinking, listening. Listening to that voice inside that is my soul, talking to me...letting me know how I feel.
What about you? Relate or not...doesn't mean good/bad either way, just is. Just curious. Just wandering in my mind...