these days when she feels like a bird trapped inside the flock. individuality is lost. everyone looks the same. thinks the same. does the same. these days when she starts walking. leaves the noisy traffic aside. crosses the loud crowds. comes by the groups of students. lifts the head, sees an unknown known face. someone who doesn’t want to fit in as well. someone with a greenish scarf among all the black scarfs. drinking tea insted of wine. walks through the narrow streets of groningen. walks on. breathes. lives.
i feel a bit that coincidences cross my life lately. or maybe i’m a bit more mindful these days to notice them? on friday, at work, i was asked what i would do after such a stressful week. maybe drinking a big glass of wine? i said “no, just having a calmful cup of tea.” i was looked at strangely. even more when i said that i rarely drink alcohol.
later that day i was online and i came across these lines by john siddique (from ‘keeping on’):
… i’m going to ask
a cup of tea when all my mates
say let’s get lashed. …
then yesterday, on saturday, i get this great postcrossing-card from the netherlands with the following words for inspiration: birds, fly, fish, sky, float, crowds, Groningen, cozy, students, traffc, travel.
all makes sense in the end.
p.s. on friday night, i didn’t only had a cup of tea. i bought flowers to cheer me up. not very greenish this time of the year but sometimes you just need to leave the streets everyone walks on. and of course, coincidence coincidence, it were tulips from the netherlands.