Lost and found


Last night I found myself in a confusing part of a still new city. Everything looked the same. Every street had the same type of apartment building or the same type of house as every other street. Being unfamiliar with the area, the bus routes and general geography, I got lost. Life had been sparing me that little inconvenience for a few years now. Well, I say "life", what I mean is "a GPS capable smart phone with Google Maps and a speedy data plan".

Alas, I didn't have that option. Or a plain old paper map, I can read that too, even if I am a girl. 
I ended up wandering around for a few hours and I either made more circles than I thought, or that particular part of the city extends it's love of uniformity to construction sites as well.I am a firm believer that if you wander around  long enough, you'll stumble upon something useful. Most often, I'd stumble upon whatever I was looking for. This time, all I found in the end was a bus stop that went back to where I started. Which is good as well, I suppose. 

Sometimes you just have to go back to the beginning.

Holding on to what's not working won't make you any happier. Go back, start over and try something new. Einstein supposedly said that the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result. It makes a lot of sense. If you want something different, you have to do something differently.

I used to worry when I got lost. I felt vulnerable. Now I just take it one step at a time, keep walking and know that it's okay to start over. 

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  1. I also feel vulnerable when i get lost. I loved last part of your post and specially this line "sometimes you just have to go back to the beginning".

    keep writing !!!


    1. Thank you Shainee :) I got a new-old phone now (with GPS!) so that should help. :D