My advice? Give the Universe and it’s capital U the finger, quit self-pity and fall in love with your life on your own terms.
When you’re with the right person and something good happens for them, you automatically feel like something good has happened for you too – and it feels amazing.
As a work in progress, I often find myself reluctant to fall into the ‘loving of enemies’ narrative completely. A part of me can’t help feel that by doing so we are putting an amount of trust in our perceived enemy, that they will extend the same kindness back to us, but what if they don’t?
Solo travel offered me a freedom to just be. I could engage with small talk if I chose to or hide away in my own thoughts.
Ask me how I got there and I’ll happily whisk you away in a tale of cobbled streets and antique lamp posts, men with thick eyebrows and women with slender ankles, children with rosy cheeks, weathered bicycles, shiny cars and low flying birds, and of architecture for miles.
Doing nothing is actually an event in and of itself. I can tell you from personal experience, that it is not as easy as one might think.