I had a flight booked for Geneva today, which I didn't get on. Instead, I've been running around a Scottish forest in the pouring rain.
It provided moments of magic, and I was moved to tears by the beauty of a waterfall that wouldn't usually have been there.
However god awful the weather, and whatever the circumstances that lead us somewhere, we are able to see the world in a way we would never have had the chance to otherwise.
This is the truth of our experience of life every single day. It is always new, it is always unique, and we are always in a place to view it this way.
Think of the past from time to time, allow yourself to feel pain, love, sadness, and to miss your friends and the things you used to do. Memories are so intensely human, and they allow the future, and give us awareness for the present.
I was there, now I'm here, and even if I'm in the same place tomorrow, it will be different again. Don't let it pass you by.
