What I wanted to talk about is running. ( I loved the book by Haruki Murakami ‘What I talk about when I talk about running’). Let me tell you first that what I do isn’t a bit of an athletic bootcamp running at all. I am going very very very slow. And all the moving people are going faster and sometimes my legs are going like rubber because of that and sometimes my legs are going step by step. Very slowly. Because this is what I do.
I am such a person. On my way to my appointment I happened to have a gap in time, an hour even, which is a very long time. I find it difficult to admit but I found myself in a giant situation of panic. Just this day I left my ‘just in case there will be stolen time’-book at home for a change, because of the weight of my shoulder bag and because of the fact I actually never have time leftovers between everything I work and meet. Stop.
Whenever I have time. Stop. Reason, rain or sunshine. When I spot a little library on a street corner I stop to check it out. I am a hoarder of books I might want to read one day. When I have read all the afore collected books. So today it turned out my lucky day, I picked the book “The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck. A Counterintuitive Approach to Living a Good Life.” written by Mark Manson. For a moment I thought I had read it already, but that had been a self help book written by a woman not called Mark.
I was looking forward to my good life. Stop.
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