Which is not what I usually do. I usually think positively. But that won't help when the moment of truth reaches you. This morning my doctor called me up to say I have to make an appointment with the hospital for a full research.
This means we have to cancel our trip to Egypt. We were supposed to go there tomorrow and spend a couple of months there. My girlfriend has been travelling and working for 10 years and started 10 years ago in Egypt. We planned to celebrate her anniversary in Alexandria and Cairo.
But we're not letting this get us down. It's easy to hang your head and wallow in self-pity, but honestly, I really dislike that. I noticed sombre feelings, especially when I heard the message and when I called my mom with the update. But drowning in self-pity made me puke up a bit in my mouth (figuratively 🥳).
Luckily, we can stay at my sister's place, who is now travelling herself in Colombia. This means I have a place to stay for a while and hopefully get it all over with and be healthy and ready for travel later in the year.
You need a fine balance of expecting nothing but the positive and preparing for the worst. How can one be happy when always inspired by fear? Digging tunnels and creating protective shells in basements, while not enjoying the moment?
Alas, that moment of truth can bring you down so hard. The higher you are, the harder you fall? A fine balance between both is what the sane would recommend.
But I'll promote saying to live life happily, be in the moment, embrace the fall and even continue with rambling knees, crawling through the mud than being unhappy, dug down in a pit of fear, never seeing any daylight.
(To be clear, I'm not in any life-threatening situations)