Sleep.
Usually that’s nothing that I can’t do. Right now, it feels like it’s
impossible.
On a
train to Budapest, Hungary. How many times have I not talked about doing this,
going to Bp? Á has asked me when, I have answered, when the time is right. I
guess it is the right time now.
I am again stunned by the beauty of nature and
all the things around us. By people. Looking out the window and I see (as in
the song) fields of gold and the morning fog that covers everything. Looking
out at the trees and I could be in Swedish countryside. Seems like all colours
are brighter than they usually are.
The sun is starting to rise and the colours of
the sky are still beautifully pink with touches of yellow.
On a train. With people that choose to go by
train, not because it’s fun or because it might be environmentally better than
flying, but because a train ticket costs less than a plane ticket. I live in a
fancy privileged bubble. I thought it was pretty much the same everywhere, train
tickets – more expensive than airplane tickets. Our politicians talking about
what other people should and can do when it comes to ecological footprint. And
this statement is no news, they have to look to themselves first. It’s crazy
how the human brain does and does not work. We need to look at ourselves before
we have the right to tell others what might be a better option. And I say “might”,
because there are no right answers.
Haven’t eaten enough. Didn’t realize that
before. Gotta get some breakfast when I arrive.
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