A journey with a found purpose

Excerpt from my journal – October 2020

It’s Monday, the 5th of October 2020, late afternoon.
The sky is grey, and the rain threatens … My
instinct wants to see nature, so I just walk by the
small field behind my house; I am looking at
nature, droplets of water still laying on the leaves
captures my attention, and while I am
wondering on how it would be to living completely in
nature, the rain starts and the sky is getting darker…

This is how my journey begun, with no purpose at
all, just myself and my thoughts on the beautiful
world we live in.

I looked down and noted so much litter along this straight, long road.

[…] While walking down the road, I was looking for plastic,
cans, litter; and then this thought came to mind, they once were home for food, candies or beverage, then somebody had them in it’s hands,
then they found rest on soil, grass, water.

Now, they were in mine possession… to me, it wasn’t garbage , to me were materials to work with.

I have found ‘The purpose of my Journey’.