To say that times were hard is somewhat of an understatement, but I cling to the fact that times will change. Knowing that so many people I know would kill for an opportunity like this makes the pain, loneliness and misfortune fade away into the vast echoless surroundings. Now what makes a man feel this way, knowing that he has friends, family, a girlfriend, a future, so much hope and prospects? Well it is the never ending longing for perfection within himself, and never being able to achieve what he truly ever sets out to do.
Embarking on a trip like this takes 'courage, an adventurous mind, perseverance, a sense of fun', well at least that is what I have been told. In truth I found that it was through boredom and a lack of a better idea that enticed me into doing something different, something other than working for a whole year. However, I have found that God alone is the source to true happiness. Travelling, working, living it hard has cleared my head to the true essence of where happiness is found, and perfect constancy is truly found in God alone and no other man or woman.
*Inspired by time spent in Tasmania
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