At some point this week, (around Thursday) things got chaotic, those glasses of wine here and there during the week kicked in and the road got blurry. I found myself pacing angrily about my head at my lack of focus, organisation and direction, which in turn led to more unproductivity and guilt. I kept running but I didn't know where I was going and I didn't like feeling so cold.
Along the way on Thursday a good friend pointed out a really smooth and straight route I could take home. I chose the wigglily one next to it. I even knew I'd pretty much get myself and potentially others lost along the way without a clue where we'd all end up. Sure enough that happened. It got really late and although I was in really good company and everyone seemed fine I heard G tell me I needed to turn back right away and go home because he knew a much better path he wanted us to travel along together, but we needed to head out rested with the right supplies first!When I got home I felt really annoyed with myself for not taking the smooth path and mulled in my state of tiredness and upset for leading others astray. Then my dear flatmate together with G reminded me I did the right thing in coming home and not to forget the directions G gave me to keep in my pocket which can also be used to guide others. Often I don't use the map because even though I know it's right and amazingly colourful it's sometimes really hard to understand. My dear flatmate and G also told me that the map is really easy to use when it's shared and there are even more colours to see so I must never stop getting it out.
