In Your Bones…

I went and saw a movie called ‘Tracks’ tonight. I went by myself. I had a feeling it was going to be one of those movies. It was.

The movie was about a woman who trekked over 2000 miles across the Australian desert. She wanted to go alone. She needed to. She didn’t even know why exactly, she just knew she had to do it.

People were telling her it was impossible, it was stupid, that she was going to die, that she had no experience.. But she just decided she was doing it and took one step at a time on the path she had set herself on.

I’m starting to get the feeling that everyone’s got a thing, and that this thing you gotta do is also tied to your own feelings of independence. It’s like you know that if you do this, you can do anything. It’s different for everyone, and the only person who really knows what it is, is you.

This thing you gotta do may look ridiculous to others, irresponsible, selfish, and whatever else there is, but there’s some things you just can’t explain, all you know is that you gotta do it. “..And if this is something that wanna do, and this is something that you gotta do, then you do it.” (Rocky)

You will question yourself.. many times! haha.. To everyone else it looked as if this girl was unnecessarily subjecting herself to some kind of self-inflicted torture by trekking into the desert.. What’s the point? But to her it was everything.

I find myself often wondering what I’m doing with certain things in my life, but then I find this inner resolve that strengthens every time I feel myself just about to give up. It’s in my bones.

This is something I wanna do, this is something I’ve gotta do, so I’m doing it.

Oh, and the main thing this girl ate while trekking across the desert for months.. Lentils! haha.. 😉

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