Time to go/The Magic of Travel?

I went on a trip/vacation for the first time in a while.

While I was there, I had a great time. Everything felt new, felt fresh, felt different. Even things that were disappointing seemed to have a hint of a silver lining.

Not even a full day into being home, I already feel the same as I left. It makes me wonder if I really should just leave and go somewhere else or if I'm missing something. I even have something I should be looking forward to coming up, but I'm just really not. I know exactly how it's going to go, and then I'll get to sit and watch it unfold.

It's an odd feeling, hoping to be wrong.