The weather
was just horrible over the weekend. And I must say you were able to see the atmosphere
to drop with the weather. Everyone just sat quiet and looking depressed. I
worked the weekend so I didn’t care about the weather so much but I must say I
prefer sunshine. In the evening on Sunday I was literally like a kid when I saw
a rainbow. I was just driving when I saw it in front of me with really bright
colours, I was amazed. But when I parked the car and stepped out I was
awestruck to see the rainbow forming half a circle. I almost run to my friend’s
car and my first words were: “Have you seen the rainbow?” I’ve never seen
anything like that before! There are no words to explain how amazing it looked.
Too bad I didn’t have my camera with me.
When I
heard a loved one back in Finland has been in a bad car accident I was shocked.
I was relieved to hear it from him himself but still it stopped me, I was
speechless. My hands were shaking and I felt tightness in my chest. I cried, I
don’t know why, he’s not badly hurt, but still. I’m relieved to know he’s okay.
Of course he’s traumatized and I can only wish that the time will help him to
overcome what happened.
I googled the date with the name of the place it happened and read all the news I could find, even though they all said the same things. And I still have the news of the accident open on the browser and keep on reading them.
What bothers me is that no one told me when it happened. It happened a month ago, I was told today. I just keep on thinking that if he’s okay, why no one told me? Not to upset me since he’s okay? But why? I know I’m far away and I don’t have the kind of friends here as I have back in Finland but I’ve always said I want to know if something happens. If something happens I want to be able to make my own decisions what to do in those situations, not someone else to make decision for me by not telling. I know I’m probably overreacting being upset but I just hate it when I’m not told. Hearing bad news is never easy and it definitely doesn’t get any easier even though the time would pass, it still will be the first time I hear about it whether it’s the day it happens or a month afterwards.
I googled the date with the name of the place it happened and read all the news I could find, even though they all said the same things. And I still have the news of the accident open on the browser and keep on reading them.
What bothers me is that no one told me when it happened. It happened a month ago, I was told today. I just keep on thinking that if he’s okay, why no one told me? Not to upset me since he’s okay? But why? I know I’m far away and I don’t have the kind of friends here as I have back in Finland but I’ve always said I want to know if something happens. If something happens I want to be able to make my own decisions what to do in those situations, not someone else to make decision for me by not telling. I know I’m probably overreacting being upset but I just hate it when I’m not told. Hearing bad news is never easy and it definitely doesn’t get any easier even though the time would pass, it still will be the first time I hear about it whether it’s the day it happens or a month afterwards.
| Just a normal day. |
I should be
starting to travel again at some point next month and it feels weird! I
consider this my home so it feels like leaving everything familiar behind
again. I know my way around here, I have a couple of friends here and I’m happy
here. And next month I have to find the traveller in me again to go and find
new places, to find new adventures, new experiences. I’m excited as well, but I
have no idea where I’m going to head first. I thought I had planned it all but
nothing seems so simple anymore. I can’t even decide whether to travel by bus
or train! :D Luckily I still have time to figure out where I want to go and
what I want to do. Everything is possible.
| "You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching, love like you'll never be hurt, sing like there's nobody listening, and live like it's heaven on earth." - William W. Purkey - |
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