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Home, sweet home

Here I am, in a train, going back to Bucharest. This weekend I came home for my cousin's wedding.
It's like I've entered in a different world. I can't stop watching people around and observing how we worry about everything.  We give too many fucks as Mark Manson said in one of his posts. My train has a delay of 15 minutes and I saw people getting angry. Why wasting so much energy on this? There's nothing we can do about it. We should stop worrying about things that are beyond us.
Ok, what if we get with 15 minutes earlier to our destination? Then we will start running for another one, and so on.. We will never stop running. It should be all about the journey. 15 minutes plus to reflect on yourself. Andra gave me before going to Amsterdam a mindful traveller guide and there was something in there worth mentioning: the now moment takes only few seconds till becomes past. We should stop running and enjoy the present.
I'm happy I achieved this, to enjoy the ride. That's why I want to share the next story.
When I came home I met in the train a nice old man. At the beginning I didn't want to interact with him. I thought it was one of those old people talking about religion. But I was surprised to discover he was different.
He started asking me if I visited monasteries in Romania. And I said I didn't visit many places here. And from that we started a long and beautiful talk about traveling, education, life.
I think sometimes it's meant to meet some people to remind you to enjoy every moment.
This man was going back home. He came to Bucharest with medical problems. He discovered he has a pituitary adenoma and he might loose his sight. Even knowing that he didn't stop smiling all the way.
I wish when I'll be old I will meet a younger version of me and I will tell her the story of my life.
The Gate of Kiss by Constantin Brâncuși, Târgu Jiu

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