One mile at a time.
That’s how a journey starts, that’s how life reveals herself to us: one person and one event at a time.
There will be moments when you won’t spot the green foliage or smell the breeze of the blossoms, times when you will see the grey road, and almost feel her roughness deep down in your soul.
Oh, if only we could press some gas pedal to the floor, to shorten that drive to the minimum.
But there will be also the good times, the ones when you won’t even notice the road, when you will be mesmerized by the surroundings.
Just be there one hundred per cent.
Only this way you will appreciate a sunny spring day after a foggy winter one.