I have done some extremely short traveling, like less than one day in Kristiansand, or less than three days in a foreign country. But to spend one hour in Barcelona was the most minimum I have ever done.
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.
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.
Yes, that’s how much time has already passed here for me and you, readers. If, if there’s someone since the beginning of course – a glass of champagne for you! I don’t know how to feel about this, but I’m kinda proud of myself I still keep writing. I used to have such a slash in the pan for a lot of things, just start everything with tons of ambitions and next week throw it away as it doesn’t matter anymore.
Glad I stick out with this platform. It’s such a good thing to have your corner on the internet. And thanks to all my readers, those long-time ones and those fresh, hope my writing isn’t the worst! I always try to improve it.
Have a nice rest of the week! New post coming tomorrow.