We all know a good sunrise. A great one, too.
Then there are those sunrises that are something else entirely. Those that during a lifetime are only handed to us that many times. Those so beautiful that the including goose bumps are actually giving us physical pain. And most importantly – those that more than anything else take place in our hearts.
Yesterday I woke up. Inside my tent, cuddled up into my sleeping bag. Just like hundreds and hundreds of mornings before. Without reaching for my torch or barely even opening my eyes I got ready. Ate whatever was left from yesterday’s dinner. Changed clothes. Packed up my stuff. And hit the road.
Any morning. Except it wasn’t.
This was my 26th birthday. My first trembling morning on European soil in years. This was the realisation of that this so called adventure of a lifetime is reaching it’s final page.
It was the accumulated joys and sorrows from 3 years of fulfilled and broken dreams concentrated into one quiet explosion of colors across the surface of a still sleeping ocean. It was the end. And it was one of the most magnificent things I’ve ever laid eyes on.
One could say a lot, or nothing. Feel it all – or settle with the sensation of a Mediterranean breeze softly stroking one’s cheek.
I chose the latter.
Because sometimes we just got to let life be beautiful.
Until next time,
Fredrika
P.S
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