I stumbled on this quote about a week ago and this post is about driving and traveling. I suppose that we’re all on a journey and I know that mine is only just beginning.
The nature of my job means that I drive quite a lot across the country, mostly to the South West of England. It takes a lot out of you but there’s something so nice about it all. Going through the countryside, through Stonehenge (not literally), and down to a region that I spent 6 years of my life in. I love it.
It gives me the opportunity to catch up on podcasts, think things over, and screech out Beyoncé (and no one will ever know…).
A million things race through my head while I’m driving. Relationships, then quickly on to work, then maybe darting over to my family, then back to relationships. I don’t know whether that’s normal or if I just have an overactive brain (although my teachers would probably shoot that theory down!).
I’m pretty sure that spending time away from home and driving long distances regularly can be lonely for some people, but not for me. Growing up as an only child taught me that time with yourself, to collect your thoughts and to learn that you don’t have to be around people all the time to be happy.
It’s been a tough few weeks for me and I feel like I’ve been in a bit of a rut in many aspects of my life, but that’s for another time.
For now, I’m just going to keep listening to my music, singing so loudly I lose my voice(!) and make sure that whenever I’m alone, I can keep thinking of ways to stay positive.