So I moved to Elverum lately (at the beginning of August; I should have made blog post earlier, however so much happened since the middle of July that I didn’t have “blog space” for it. You guys know I prioritize travel posts.
I wrote about loneliness abroad or about loneliness in general. I wrote about not worrying, “Que sera, sera”, but what if everything falls on our head like heavy raindrops and brings us down? What if you don’t see any solution?
On a fine morning of last Saturday, I went out. I was in Våler back then, and there’s a really nice walking/cycling path to Haslemoen (and maybe further, I don’t know), so I said: why not. And I haven’t been on a lonely walk for a quite long time.
So today I have two quite big reasons to celebrate (read: drink definitely non-alcoholic liquids): it’s exactly one year since I’m in Norway and this post is the 100th.
Don’t get me wrong: I’m not lonely, but there were times, and still, sometimes there are when I feel like that. Everyone does.
We all do like or would like to have a comfortable life, with no worries. Sitting on a couch in afternoon, enjoying a cup of delicious coffee, while some drama is flashing on the TV screen. Imagine that every day. Isn’t that boring? We all need some challenge in life.
No, I won’t write in Spanish, although it would be nice to know this language on such level. However, you may ask, what does it mean? Simply: whatever will be, will be.