Great Journey 🏍 Day 94
"You take yourself on the journey."
Not everything is always great, neither in normal life nor on a journey. (Which, by the way, is precisely our normal life, i.e. the journey).
How you deal with situations doesn't really change. If you were inflexible before the trip, you won't be super flexible on the trip either. But maybe you will learn to become more flexible from situation to situation. Or more relaxed. Calmer. More humble.
We tend to be "glass-full-holders", if I may use this silly metaphor. We accept situations, like water we always look for a way, try to be as flexible as possible in spirit. And if one person doesn't like it, the other can.
And yet, they do exist, these days.
We learn that the lockdown will now last until at least mid-December (stupid, we were already looking forward to Greece outside the "metropolis" of Koroni). We'd really like to start travelling around again, but it doesn't have to be anything big. 🏍
During the night, the storm of the century hits, the shutters on the balcony are torn apart, chairs fly🪑. It rains in, our (living) room is briefly under water, Gerd runs through the (sleeping) room in the middle of the night with his headlamp 🛌 (I still wonder why, he could have turned on the light), wakes me up: I should fix something outside.
We were sleepily working on the balcony at 3 a.m. - in a storm, with thunder and lightning. 🌪⛈
😴 At some point we sleep again, the storm subsides (or the other way around). And then it comes, the one mosquito. Stings our face and arms. 🦟
At five I give up. Today I don't let myself be annoyed any more. I get up. I'm so unrested. And grumpy.
Yes, these days also exist. And we deal with them too. How? No plans today, nothing important, sofa 🛋, Kerzen🕯️, tea ️, lots of chocolate, nap. And when I decide around 9 that it could be a nice day after all, there is a meowing outside the door and a kitten 🐈 asks for a little morning gift. I feed, Gerd cuddles. All is well again. So simple.
