I wondered at first if this story was from your time in England decades ago, and see from the time stamp on the photo it is this week. Such a metaphor for dreams, seeing them, different from the path of seeking them.
For me, the most important words are: "everything was encountered for the first time, I resisted the desire to know where I was and where I was going". Actually, the entire article expresses that same ideal. Spontaneity is the first thing to go when our lives become frantically focused on duties, achievements, and expected levels of "progress". Thanks for reminding me of the joy to be had in life!
Yay for adventures! Now I want to go to Chepstow! 🤣 Although one random bus per hour is a bit worrying for travelers...😱
I wondered at first if this story was from your time in England decades ago, and see from the time stamp on the photo it is this week. Such a metaphor for dreams, seeing them, different from the path of seeking them.
You bring joy to life by sharing this! Love that you went on a bus to a new town and into a castle of your dreams!
For me, the most important words are: "everything was encountered for the first time, I resisted the desire to know where I was and where I was going". Actually, the entire article expresses that same ideal. Spontaneity is the first thing to go when our lives become frantically focused on duties, achievements, and expected levels of "progress". Thanks for reminding me of the joy to be had in life!