Packing up

For the longest time I have felt an emptiness, and I'm not talking the hurt empty. I mean I don't feel complete, and not because I'm missing someone or anything, I feel as though I'm missing something and I can almost pin point exactly what I'm missing, I'm missing the world. I have been in one place for far too long, 
I just want to pack up some things, burn everything else, and just walk. And keep on walking until I fill the emptiness in my chest with sights and sounds and smells of everything this world is made of.