I posted these pictures late last night, very tired, and this morning think they probably need some explanation.
They were taken on the coach from Fredrikstad to Oslo airport.
The first is of the young woman sitting across the aisle from me. She and two friends were heading off, somewhere, full of excitement and laughter, energy and optimism.
The second is me.
Yes, I am neither young nor full of energy (old and knackered!); I am not launching on new adventures. But although I might appear melancholy “thoughtful” would be more accurate – I’m listening to the divine Joan As Police Woman in concert in Amsterdam. Superb, despite the heavy cold she picked up in England.
And I’m optimistic and excited having, I think, succeeded in enthusing a new group of people about the current wonders of the Global Voices project and its future potential.
I’ve spent a lot of time mourning the young, glossy, happy and excited, energetic and optimistic self I never had/was. It changes and achieves nothing. Grasping and inhabiting the present is full of wonder.