On my mind
Some things get stuck on my mind, and just keep popping up. Like this very small incident two days ago.
I was ready to leave for work. I had packed my bag, and went out to get my bike. As I locked the front door and turned around, I spotted the very small fuzzy thing lying on the ground. It was a small sparrow lying in the snow. Dead and frozen. Some of its blood had dyed the snow around. I looked at it, and looked away. Went to get my bike, and went for work.
Throughout the day, my soft mind was continuously reminded about the little bird, and how I just left him there and walked away. When I came home, I parked my bike and immediately took the frozen little ball of feathers, dug a shallow hole in the flowerbed, and put him down. I pushed over the dark brown soil, and pushed over one of the spruce brances covering the wintery flowerbed and took a deep breath. I had done my "duty".
But even so. It doesn't seem like the "leaving the dead bird behind" was what bothered my mind. At least not only. Because I have continued thinking about the little one. Now without guilt for "leaving him there, dead", but with a bit of sadness actually, for the poor bird. And what a shame that he wasn't allowed to live anymore. And a bit of anger for what stupid cat killed him. But also with a realisation that is what happens in an animal life, but still. Some sadness. How sensitive can one be?
posted by Sister Sweden @ 18:20
2 Comments
2 Comments:
Just that fact that you ride a bike to get to work is incredible.
Try thinking about things that are positive in nature: your future, where you'll be in five years, what good and exciting things can happen tomorrow.
That won't change the fact that sad times will occur, but the moments won't last as long...hopefully!
In Lund everyone rides a bike. It is the bike-city of Sweden. If you don't ride a bike, you are odd (but that's not why I ride mine, to avoid others thinking I am odd). It is very nice to wake up by getting fresh air during the 10-minutes uphill going to work. But this is not possible in all cities, without also risking your life, or getting 'unfresh'/car-exhaust air. I lived in Aberdeen in Scotland for a year, and there I continued my 'biking-everywhere', although there it was more rare. I had classes at the hospital, which was 25 min extreme uphill from where I lived. First of all I had to get used to riding on the left side of the street (those Brits are funnily different). Secondly, Aberdeen is quite the industrial city, producing largely oil and fish. So heavy oil-trucks and other dirty trucks with spare parts for the oil rigs etc. went through the city outskirts (where I had to ride my bike to get to school). A bit scary, but I managed. By the end of the year, I had also pushed the 25 min ride down to a 18 min ride. I have a hard time not trying to push personal records...
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