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RE: Some Small Parts of a Long Walk

in Wednesday Walk2 years ago


Funny thing is that now when I should theoretically have more free time, I'm missing it the most.
There are still a few places I've dreamed of since my youth and would like to visit, like something in Italy and France but now I'm tired and when I think of a trip I want to rest. If I were to go somewhere new, I would want to see as much as possible and I think it would be beyond my powers.Thanks so much, @soulsdetour!

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I guess it's just a temporary feeling because I feel tired too. Or simply the restrictions of recent years have done their job well - on a psychological, but also on a physical level. Before them, there were two times of the year when there was a travel. And I couldn't imagine that it was possible to spend this trip in Bulgaria, or just stay at home. But now it's different. The late trip this year tired me out a lot too, though only for a week. I was scared that I was getting old. Or that I'm sick. Or that there's something else that I'm not yet aware of, but at some point it will belatedly erupt and scare me. So, you are not alone in this. But I still hope (this hope again 😄) that it's just temporary...

Surely this is temporary. I was down for a year after doing Covid and had lost hope (haha...) but it passed.
Now I feel tired, that's why I've been working hard physically this month to check if I can still do it. I could but now I feel tired... but I really am old, next week I will be 69.
I think this winter will help us rest.

Definitely. I can already taste the immobility, locked in the house, trying to keep warm.
Damn Covid! Take care of yourself!
And I wish you a wonderful birthday! This is anyway the most important holiday in a person's life. 😊

Immobility, yes. Locking ourselves in our homes and trying to make our place as pleasant as possible, as long as we are left and as long as we each can.
Thanks for the wishes! I still can't believe I got here. In my head, it's a whole different age than in my bones.

Ha ha, I guess that's the case with everyone. We should probably be thankful that we've made it this far/wherever it is. But every time I find a white hair in my hair I say to myself: God, how did I get this far. I just can't accept it.
Well, I'm young. But I'm even younger at heart. 😄

Yes, you must be young and I think you're even younger at heart. That's what your writing shows!

Wow, that's interesting 🤔 I didn't know you could tell a person's age by their writing.
I hope I don't sound like a shallow person or anything 😄
Have a pleasant weekend!