When my siblings and I were still very young, our parents decided to take us on a road trip around a beautiful country for our summer holiday. They must have planned the itinerary but I was too young to know about the important “details” that it entailed. I was following my parents, and that was fine by me.
One morning, at the beginning of this great trip, my mother told us : “ Today kids, we have a long way to go, it might take up to 10 hours, so keep busy, it’ll pass more quickly.” So, that’s what we did. In the big room (or so it seems at the time) at the back of the camping car, we played, we read, we sang, we slept, we ate… And voilà! There we were, at destination, thinking : « Wow! That went quick!”
A few days later, we were back on the road. My mom turned to us and said: “It shouldn’t be too long today, maybe about two hours?” So, we sat quietly, and waited. Because, yes, two hours, that seemed a short trip.
Oh boy! Were we wrong! Those two hours couldn’t have lasted longer. It was endless! Unbelievable! It was like in the movies, when the kids shout every second: “Are we there yet?”
Right. Now… hmmm... Why was I telling about that? ;)
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Hi! I'm Mel! I am a life coach, not a writer, but I write articles once in a while which you might like... see under Categories below "articles" and "experiments".