Not at all an unusual day, today.
We had our more intense school day of the week, then I got somewhat busy with my online freelance job, ordered parts for the car repair, read through scripts for the upcoming stage plays, made some wondrous guacamole with mum and dad, listened to a lot of music, looked forward to going to work and being with my colleagues and still. Still, this day is a special one.
Today, exactly one year ago, I arrived. Back in Germany. After 17 months. Long months, well lived.
In all the everyday struggle you hardly get to thinking back.
In this past year I ‘arrived’ in many ways. Have not only found a cool new job in shape of the apprenticeship, but also a company that I can call myself a part of.
I picked up some hobbies, got to know anew and to value some aspects of live, have traveled (smaller style) and kept on sharing it all with you.
Of course not as high frequented as back then, as every other day there were new things to experience. These days, my routine and also my plans have become more long-term-ish. And it wasn’t to be expected otherwise.
I want to make it about a picture, which illustrates my trail of thought well:
In the middle of December 2014 I stood in this exact place for the first time.
Back then I walked up Mount Victoria in Wellington and always marveled at the fantastic view you got when surpassing a crest on your way up.
As are these days not always made from sugar, but there are plenty of these crests along the way, after which you are presented with a splendorous panorama. And I want to rise up, want to see more of them and to go up the mountain to the very summit.
Up there, you can stay for a while, take in the view and enjoy. And from that point, you can look out for the next mountain you want to climb…
You will hear from me. 🙂
