The world is much more than I.

Greece
Refugees in Greece. Mum feeding kid along railway tracks Photo: Tobias

Sometimes it is so easy to get caught up in work and life rolling on. Seconds become minutes, minutes becomes hours, hours become days, days become weeks, weeks become months and then years and decades and at some point people reach a point when they pause and think ‘what’s the point of all this?’ ‘Where is the end?’ (Midlife crisis?) I think we all have our mini crisis on a daily and weekly basis hence needing to look forward to happy hump day and weekends!

Well we are lucky that time flows in one direction and all things must come to an end (sounds morbid I know), but that means all things good or horrible will not last forever. So we should just enjoy the view, appreciate the tears of joy and sorrows along the way and consider that everyone else is on the journey as well. It is one reason I enjoy stories, real or fiction reminding me there are others out there feeling the same worldly frustrations or wonders. Reflecting on other people’s stories also reminds you that the world is much bigger than your five senses or your internal narrative.

Hence the photo narrative can hopefully be a therapeutic break for the mind. The world is much more than I.