To be at Sixes & Sevens is an English idiom used to describe a state of confusion or disarray. That is at least, how Wikipedia is describing this status. And it is exactly what I had been in for months, actually almost all over the last year. Things came up, others left, people greeting friendly, while others had to be guided to the door. And somewhere in between, you would have found me. Questioning. Not seeing. Not knowing either. It was not about being sad or even depressed. I have loved many moments during those weeks. I have felt even happy. I just didn't know where to go from there. Didn't really know, what is was that I wanted for my life, how I wanted to see myself in a couple of years. Something didn't fit, some things didn't click. Like my inner compass, the one I had been able to rely on forever, like it hibernated. Deeply and ignorant, accompanied by a big fat snore.
Luckily it has been the same for the husband, which meant we totally understood each other in not understanding. We have shared the same moods and fatigues and finally managed to slow down. In December, we've decided to give in to that hibernating concept. For one, for two, for three weeks. In the end, we didn't do much for more than a months. And suddenly something shifted. We both did develop a little adventure seeking attitude. A "let's drive some new road" mood. And that is what we did. Little changes, driving a bit more far than usual. Thinking a little more around the next corner, than we had done before. And guess what happened, we did find a welcoming campfire in a totally unexpected place. A new concept where and how to live. And answers, to many for those nagging questions. I am excited to see, where we will go from here.
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