It's when you travel that you see things from a different perspective. A deceptively disembodied one. One that seems to tell you who you are and who you aren't, and who the people who are travelling around you really are as well.

Because it's when you spend almost every waking moment with a person/some people that you finally understand that sometimes the fundamental things that a friendship is founded on can mean different to different people.

Some things I will never condone I have seen. Some things they do not they may have seen in me.

But it is through this that we grow. Through this that we are reminded no one is perfect, and misunderstandings only deepen when we avoid one another.

And sometimes, it is through this that you both realise you just don't click that well with each other.