Part of poem, "The Double Life" by Don Blanding:
"How very simple life would be
If only there were two of me
A restless Me to drift and roam
A quiet Me to stay at home
A searching one to find his fill
Of varied skies and newfound thrill
While sane and homely things are
By the domestic Other One."
(after 4 more stanzas, it ends)
"The restless Fellow always wins
I wish my folks had made me twins"
then, Vernon Tejas, returning from an extended climb,"Man moves quicker towards a food source than he does going away from a food source."