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About freedom by Susanna-Cole King

Did you know, you can quit your job, you can leave university. You aren't legally required to have a degree, it's a social pressure and expectation, not the law, and no one is holding a gun to your head. You can sell your house, you can give up your apartment, you can even sell your vehicle, and your things that are mostly unnecessary. You can see the world on a minimum wage salary, despite the pe...rsisting myth, you do not need a high paying job. You can leave your friends (if they're true friends they'll forgive you, and you'll still be friends) and make new ones on the road. You can leave your family. You can depart from your hometown, your country, your culture, and everything you know. You can sacrifice. You can give up your $5 a cup morning coffee, you can give up air conditioning, frequent consumption of new products. You can give up eating out at restaurants and prepare affordable meals at home, and eat the leftovers too, instead of throwing them away. You can give up cable TV, Internet even. This list is endless. You can sacrifice climbing up in the hierarchy of careers. You can buck tradition and others' expectations of you. You can triumph over your fears, by conquering your mind. You can take risks. And most of all, you can travel. You just don't want it enough. You want a degree or a well-paying job or to stay in your comfort zone more. This is fine, if it's what your heart desires most, but please don't envy me and tell me you can't travel. You're not in a famine, in a desert, in a third world country, with five malnourished children to feed. You probably live in a first world country. You have a roof over your head, and food on your plate. You probably own luxuries like a cellphone and a computer. You can afford the $3 a night guest houses of India, the $0.10 fresh baked breakfasts of Morocco, because if you can afford to live in a first world country, you can certainly afford to travel in third world countries, you can probably even afford to travel in a first world country. So please say to me, "I want to travel, but other things are more important to me and I'm putting them first", not, "I'm dying to travel, but I can't", because I have yet to have someone say they can't, who truly can't. You can, however, only live once, and for me, the enrichment of the soul that comes from seeing the world is worth more than a degree that could bring me in a bigger paycheck, or material wealth, or pleasing society. Of course, you must choose for yourself, follow your heart's truest desires, but know that you can travel, you're only making excuses for why you can't. And if it makes any difference, I have never met anyone who has quit their job, left school, given up their life at home, to see the world, and regretted it. None. Only people who have grown old and regretted never traveling, who have regretted focusing too much on money and superficial success, who have realized too late that there is so much more to living than this.

Ich mag es mit Menschen zu lachen ohne einen grund, aber ich mag es auch, unterwegs zu sein und mit menschen sekunden-oder stundenlang worte zu wechseln, ohne danach ihren namen zu wissen, ich mag es Blicke zu wechseln, die mehr ausdrücken als worte, ich mag etwas zu erleben und doch nicht hundertprozentig da zu sein, ich mag wie real einem alles scheint, doch wenn es vergangen ist dann ist es nurnoch ein schein, ein Schleier der über meinen Gedanken schwebt. Ich mag das Gefühl total loszulassen und den Moment zu spüren, einfach spüren das man lebt, in dem moment der ewig scheint, ich mag ihn, ich mag das zwischen uns obwohl es so anders ist. Ich mag die sicherheit die er mir gibt und das gewissen, ich mag das er mir vertraut, ich mag dass es so ist. Ich will ihm gegenüber stehen, sehen dass er mich sieht, so wie ich bin, ich will dass seine warme Hand meine berührt und eine elektrizität durch uns strömt, durch ihn und durch mich und durch uns, uns zusammenhält, ich will nicht dass es aufhört, noch bevor es begonnen hat

♡ ♡ ♡

oh deer

If I could live my life again.
Next time, I would try to make more mistakes.
I would not try to be so perfect, I would relax more.
I would be sillier than I have been.
I would take fewer things seriously.
I would be less fastidious.
Accept more risks, I would take more trips,
watch more sunsets, 

love more,

climb more mountains, and swim more rivers…
I would go to more places where I have not been,
Eat more ice cream and fewer beans.
I would have more real problems and less imaginary ones.
I was one of those people who lived
sensibly and meticulously every minute of their life.
Of course I have had moments of happiness.
But if I could go back in time, I would try to
have only good moments,
and not waste precious time.

I was someone who never went
anywhere without a thermometer, a
hot water bag, an umbrella
and a parachute. If I could live again,
I would travel more frivolously.
If I could live again, I would begin
to walk barefoot at the beginning of the spring
and I would continue until the end of autumn.
I would contemplate more evenings and I would play
more with children.

If I could life my life again.
But as you see, I am 85 years old, and I know that I will die.
- Jorge Louis Bourges

AMSTERDAM

Sei endlich mal du selbst

Hamburg

DANCE DANCE DANCE

 Youth (Alle farben Remix)

You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains.
You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines.
You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows.
This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too.