My own Bedtime story

I do not have a lot to write about today, I just want to calm myself and get rid of some bad emotions before I go to bed. Writing normally helps me to do so, thus this small post.

When I started this blog, I was in a small mountain resort in Lesotho, Africa. At the moment I am writing from an apartment in Tatranska Lomnica, Slovakia, Europe. The two countries are fairly far apart - about 9000 kilometers if you make a direct line between the two. By car the fastest route would take you approximately 180 hours to get from point A to point B. That is only 7 and a half days. (Imagine living in a time where there was no cars?!) Introducing the Airbus a380! - It took me 33 hours to get from my house in South Africa to where I am now, excluding the two days I spent at a friends house along the way. Including stop overs, train rides, bus rides and a refreshing yet tense walk from a small bus stop in Poland to a 3 house town in Slovakia.

Okay okay, I am sure you get the picture. I am far from where I was when this exploration into relationships started. Both in physical and spiritual terms. Even-though I did not write continuously on this blog, I did think about human nature and relationships a lot. And by that I mean all of the time! Starting this blog really helped me to see a lot of things in perspective. For that I am grateful!

Coming back to the distance between now and then, almost everything in my surroundings have changed. The landscape looks different, the food is different, the language differs. The list goes on and on. There is one thing that did not change. One very sad thing. People. We are cruel and unforgiving, wherever we are and whoever we are. Whether we are black and tend goats for a living or white and tend bank accounts for a living. Last night I saw a young man, arrogant in his own ability, rejoice at someone else's failure. This young man did not know the person who failed, he didn't understand his circumstances and he didn't care about his circumstances. What's even worse, the person who failed didn't even compete against the young man. Not so long ago, I was that young man. It sickens me to think that I enjoyed other people's loss for no apparent reason. Only, there must be a reason, won't you agree..?

Let's talk about that some other time, okay? I am feeling quite relaxed right now - Mission Accomplished - therefore I am off to bed. Sleep well all ye readers! Or in case you are starting your day with this blog post, have a lovely day filled with Love and Peace (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q7AHcg8t2Tk)

It is the small details in life that make it worth living. What do you see here?