Dreams and Delusions About Spending Several Consecutive Days in Nature

Under the stars

Sometimes I dream of a simple life, just for a while. To wander mountains and forests. I dream of sleeping in the open air with only nature by my side (and food, water, a tent, a sleeping bag and a good friend of course). I’ve always liked nature – from a distance that is. One thing I especially like about nature is how beautiful it is, how calming it is. In a lot of stories, going out into nature (without toilet facilities) is portrayed as a spiritual journey. An opportunity to find yourself. I have no idea if there is any truth in that as I have yet to experience it myself. But I am curious. I’m in my early twenties, this is the time to find myself if ever there is one, isn’t it?

I have a dream of going on a hiking trip and finding inspiration. Finding inspiration and motivation to write, to take pictures, to do something extraordinary. But isn’t that just an excuse? An excuse to wait for something to hit me, for something to magically become tangible? But why wait? Why not just write something down and hope that something becomes clear during the act of rambling? That is what I intend with this blog. It’s a space for ideas that aren’t fully formed. A platform for questions that I do not have the answers to. Maybe one day I’ll go on a hiking trip where I’ll experience a spiritual journey or maybe I’ll just cry the whole time, wishing I was at home or at least closer to a restroom. You never know where life will bring you next. Mine brought me here.