Even when I'm not going somewhere new and spectacular, I simply love love love travelling. And with travelling I mean the actual act of moving in some way from one place to a rather distant other place. I just love the feeling of moving, no matter if I'm hiking, flying, driving or going by train, bus or ship. I just like to move forward and I deeply believe that this is what I was born to do.
Today I travelled for four hours by bus. I sat next to the window, I pulled my knees close to me, sank deep into my seat, listed to the Eagles and watched the streets and fields and villages and people and sheep I was passing. The world was flying by and I was in heaven.
But let's go back a step. Today morning I grabbed my jacket and my backpack and was just about to leave the apartment when I realized that I didn't have my cell phone. I was just holding it in my hands minutes ago and now it simply disappeared. Paniced I rumbled through the apartment, threw hills of clothes around, looked under books and bags and scarfs, crawled on the floor to check under the bed and blew frustrated air out of my nose that made me sound like an angry dragon. Finally I found my cell hiding under my sleeping boyfriend. I stormed out of the apartment and catched the bus.
When I arrived at thte train station where the long distance bus was going to leave, I realized that I messed up the departure time and that I had to wait a whole hour in the cold train station. Finally the bus arrived. I was so hungry. I got out the sandwiches I made myself in the morning and just when I was about to bite into the first one, I discovered that they both had mold all over them. It was aweful. I was hungry and cold and tired but I was moving forward. And this was the only thing that mattered.
Sometimes we have really shitty days. And sometimes these days turn into shitty weeks and months. And it feels like we can't get out of a downward spirale that has replaced our life. Well, we can. There is only one way how to make a bad day or week or month into a good one and it is called Moving Forward. If everything sucks hanging onto how unlucky you are and how epically you screwed up will only make it worse. The only way out of this is to let it go and move forward.
Winston Chuchill once said: "If you're going through hell, keep going."
Time will always move forward. And so should you. Keep moving forward.