I am almost always thinking about where I will be next: where I am going, where I could be going, where I’m not. I suppose it is my way of not getting bored, and usually I think of it as being optimistic, because the ideas of where I’ll go are idealized into some beautiful adventure. I like constant change, and moving around means that you won’t get stuck anywhere. However, it’s difficult for me to just be present and appreciative of where I am. the blurred Even though a train car seems like a place that could get boring after seven hours of sitting, I was really content on our train ride from Madrid to Sarria (besides the food cart hitting my foot every hour or so). On a train, you don’t feel trapped like on an airplane or in a classroom. You’re moving with the world into new places with every second, and you can see it happening. Almost the entire time, besides dozing off a bit, I was staring out the window, a makeshift frame for the second-long pictures I would see. ...
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