Alice in Wonderland

If you could only see the world through my eyes, you would see past this little wooden table, a red coffee cup blowing hot kisses to the wind, a grey cloudless sky, the restless blue Vltava, shadows from the facade of Charles Bridge and the orange sun behind the steeples of the St Vitus cathedral as he slips into sleep.
I am in Prague.
For some strange reason, I am restless today. The thing is – I have been to 5 countries in 18 days, packed a suitcase every night and drank coffee out of soggy paper cups galore. And today, my mind is on fire.
The lines have become blurry.
Somewhere along the way – my quest for experiencing new places –has become my search for new ways to think. I am reborn – every day on this trip. Each day, As I wake up in a new bed, a new sensation grips me and I experience what it is like to do and feel something for the first time all over again in a new way. I am like a child. Who doesn’t speak the same language as those around. And it unsettles as well as invigorates me.
The simple things that I am learning to not take for granted– like ordering a cup of coffee. Or thanking someone. The comfort I am finding in the smiles I share with strangers. Until I realize, that its me – who is the stranger in this case. Not the land or its people.
The increasing knowledge about how short life is. About how fleeting time is. And there is nothing that heightens this more for me than watching the sun slowly set into water. The water in my eyes.
This is why man was made. This is how we were meant to be. Savage wanderers. Thirsty for discovery. Moving, Learning and Crossing into new frontiers at a time when there were no borders.
Its moved me to tears on this journey.
The cruelty of man. As well as his nobility. And the knowledge of how I am guilty and capable of both.
The voyage to the world beyond that’s bridged into a passage to the world within.
A soul search or a witch hunt. Or maybe a little of both.
And then it hits me like a freight train.
The awareness – that this journey will end in a few days.
But not the one inside my mind. It’s only just begun.
In a few minutes, I will down this coffee cup, pick up my backpack and leave. Nothing will ever be the same again.