Monday, I went to The Hague to meet a friend who had just come back from a multiple-months long trip in South America. We agreed to catch up.
He was going to pick me up at the train station. Seeing him again made me very happy. We walked to the city centre and sat on a terrace for a drink.
I urged him to tell me about his travels. He told me the basics: the route, how he felt about the poverty in South America, the American influence, and his visit to a Mayan temple.
I was intrigued. Never have I been to South America so there was a lot to learn.
And then, at a seemingly unimportant moment, my friend tells me this:
So I was in the middle of the jungle. I had to piss, so I targeted the nearest tree. All went well, I was relieved. But while I was taking a leak my mind wandered. And I thought to myself: “If you were to pick me up at this very spot and relocate me to China, with no money, I would make it. I would survive.”
That, reader, is true self-confidence. This is the confidence that I have been lacking the last two weeks.
I instantly wondered how to make it in China with no money. You don’t speak Chinese, so you’d have to use sign language to get food. You’d need shelter, and integrate into Chinese society, with all its customs and social differences.
The feeling my friend had while watering a tree in the jungle of South Africa is a feeling I know. But it is a feeling that I haven’t felt in a while.
I will again when I pick myself up. I have been eating too much bullshit food and doing too many bullshit activities for three weeks. I’ve got summer holidays, so can’t depend on University for my rhythm.
I spend too much, and save too little. Working, getting nowhere.
In order to escape the bullshit ratrace I will have to start saving more. I know someone who bought a chalet in the middle of a forest and is just chilling there, making art and taking walks. Living on less than she earns. Highly respectable.
There are a lot of things that I want. I have to prioritize, go through the steps. Like my dad used to say “One step backward, two steps forward”.
It’s time to start walking forward again. Today is the chosen day.
From today on, this guy will blog every day for at least 30 days. I haven’t drank alcohol in 6.5 months, I can add a new habit to my life.