The beginning of the journey.
An excellent setup for writing is a must. If you have a nice setup, it’s just nice to write and lie down. Let your brain go free riding. Just let it go. Enjoy the process.
Tromso is a special place. The natural beauty is something else. The misty mountains. The snow-covered hills, even in July, have a special feeling. Something about cold and ice is just fascinating, especially when it meets the warmth of summer. Special feeling altogether. The purity or cleanness of the place is also mind-blowing. So clean and pure. The air is fantastic. LOVE IT. Amazing feeling again. I truly needed this trip!
Moodiness of Tromso and the unpredictable life
You could complain that a place is moody from the weather point of view.
Everything is so clear. Your thoughts and your vision. Here in Tromso, there is a midnight sun; the sun never goes down, so everything is visible all the time. Even at night, for example, I am now writing at 2:00 a.m. and watching a boat move on the sea. Amazing. For the first time in my life, I see everything. Everything is clear. Visible. Yes, things can still be misty or cloudy, but you do see all the time. You have a clear vision of the world, but still have some clouds about what I must do. Nature is a perfect metaphor for living human life. The older I get, the more I get the feeling that we should keep in touch with nature; we are, in fact, a part of it. As long as you are connected to it, you will understand yourself better as well. Through the years, people have forgotten how connected we are to the earth and everything around us, especially nature. It’s easy to forget, especially in a city. Not even talking about a big city where you have no contact with nature, basically.
Something is fascinating about clouds and their misty quality. There’s something there, something important. It’s blocking my view, yet at the same time, it’s so fascinating. Is it the same as our life? We see forward, but not everything. It’s good not to see everything, because it would make life dull. I don’t want a predictable road, where every turn can be predicted, etc. I want a life worth living. Sometimes it comes with surprises, and that’s fine. Life of mystery is the one worth living. The box of chocolates, as mentioned in Forrest Gump. You never know what chocolate you will get.