Progression

It’s okay to not have the best day ever, every single day. It’s okay to not experience every single city to its fullest. It’s okay to not ride as many kilometers as you planned. It’s okay to not match expectations. It’s okay to not be okay.

It’s okay to just be.

Well, in the past days I felt kind of bored by my journey. That it wasn’t exciting enough. It had lost its glamour, it seemed.

But what is exciting enough? And why does the journey have to be exciting at all?

It is such a good feeling to recognize different expectations. Because that was the point I was able to question them and give it some thought.

But of course, I’m not bored all the time. It was cold for a couple of days, nothing extremely exciting has happened and I just lacked energy.

That one night my tent even froze, due to the temperature dropping below zero. Today it had fifteen degrees again, so I’m fine :)

The last several days I searched for a place to stay for the winter and work, best case scenario. It stressed me, not to have such a “save haven” to set course to. I noticed my thoughts circling mainly about this topic, so I planned ahead. It feels like the first time in my life, I really understand why planning beforehand is somewhat less stressful than just letting things come.

Before I had a clue what to do, or rather how to organize while being on the road, I even had the sudden idea to take the next bus to Vienna, to be safe first and then start organizing.

But again, what does “being safe” even mean? What expectations are bound to this expression?

Yesterday, there was progression in my sometimes stressed mind. I’m totally free, in mind and body. No matter if I have somewhere to go to or not, I can still enjoy the moment here and now. And just as well use the moment here and now to organize and plan my future (to some extend). No need to search for safety, if you’re safe in the moment itself.

Now I don’t want to reach Vienna asap anymore. I sure want to reach it still, but also be present in the moment while getting there. And not even the sinking temperature can stress me anymore (but we’ll see about that soon enough).

With this eased mind, cycling the past two days was a lot more relaxed and fun. I didn’t make it as far as before, but that’s just fine, because I’m right where I want to be already.