The last days having been a bit topsy turvy with travel planning-where to go, whether or not to go, where to stay, what to eat, who to see, how to arrange it, and all the countless questions and many unforeseen others that go with traveling, I have had barely any time to focus. True that I tend to wander around all the time in my mind, jumping from this to that, but after a bit of concerted effort this late morning and early afternoon it is now confirmed that I will indeed be going (returning is a better word, perhaps) to London. It seems so long ago that I was there last (a decade, after a simple numbers count) and considerably much longer when I was "studying" there before finally throwing in the towel to return to this place, this New York.
On more than one occasion, I thought of giving up altogether with this travel plan. But I persevered and I really do have to pat myself on the back. It seemed all darkness, all dark, all doom and gloom- but looked out the window at the day in day out drab scene that surrounds me and it was not hard to pull the trigger. And you know what? I also realized something I seemed to have forgotten along the way- that one must seize one's own destiny, come hell or high water.
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| which shall win out depends entirely on oneself |
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