Spillt Ink

"Only don't look for me," he said, "I'll be gallivanting."  Then, not a minute later, "It's sad," he said, "I find that I don't want to do that anymore.  Once, that is all I wanted to do; now, the thought of it wears me out.  I still want to roam, but not so far away.  More like, roaming closer to home."

"I want to see the Pyramids," someone said.

Then, "I want to visit Rome," someone else added.