It's all about the process of growing. As a person. As a human being. It is all about being honest. About what you want. What you feel. What you need. And who you are.
Real travel is not about the highlights with which you dazzle your friends once you’re home. It’s about the loneliness, the solitude, the evenings spent by yourself. Those are the moments of true value. You feel half proud of them and half ashamed and you hold them close to your heart. You are with yourself. Streets full of people rushing, driving and hurrying. Yet you still are by yourself. And that is a good thing. You'll discover new sides about yourself. You'll learn to be alone and enjoy it. You'll learn how to meditate inside your heart, with eyes open and legs still taking you somewhere. You'll learn how to find laughter on streets full of messy traffic. You can only control yourself. You'll learn to trust life.
Take a day to be completely useless. Take this day and lay on the sofa, drink litres of tea and be real. Find your true feelings. Think what's going to happen next. Eat your favourite dishes, watch your favourite films and reload. Home is where you can look ugly and enjoy it. Those are the perks of being a true human being.
And don't be scared to wake up next day... and leave the sofa.
“Do the things you used to talk about doing but never did. Know when to let go and when to hold on tight. Stop rushing. Don’t be intimidated to say it like it is. Stop apologizing all the time. Learn to say no, so your yes has some oomph. Spend time with the friends who lift you up, and cut loose the ones who bring you down. Stop giving your power away. Be more concerned with being interested than being interesting. Be old enough to appreciate your freedom, and young enough to enjoy it. Finally know who you are.”
Darling, get out of bed in the morning and decide that you want to do something you haven't done... or something you haven't had time to do.
Go and shoot a gun. Laugh all day over stupid jokes. Have fun with the secrets you own. Meet an old friend. Have coffee over-load. Have a school lesson and listen every little world the teacher tells you. Tell someone the truth. Open yourself to your co-workers. Love the people around you. Make a bucket list and start doing it.
Go to sleep with a smile on your face.
Wake up with an open heart.
"Spend your free time the way you like, not the way you think you're supposed to. Stay home on New Year's Eve if that's what makes you happy. Skip the committee meeting. Cross the street to avoid making aimless chitchat with random acquaintances. Read. Cook. Run. Write a story."
The way they handle live performances. They way they create the energy. The way they deliver the simplest sentences. The way they make each and everyone feel immortal. They way they make me feel fearless again and again. The way they create memories. And they way they keep memories.
I like their ways.
Their ways make me feel them. And my strengths.
And I don't even start talking about their musical abilities, talent and songwriting skills.
Thank you for 'nice' Thursday evening.