Usually, it takes only five minutes from my home to the bus stop when I go to town. But because the roads and closed as the bridge on the motorway needs repairing. I have to use the bus stop behind which is a 15-minute walk and I was fine with it as I have been doing that for the last five to six months. But then the last three months have been unfortunate because of my foot injury and it took me longer than usual to walk towards the bus stop. Sure, that isn't the only available bus for the day and buses do come every twenty to thirty minutes. You time it out but at times I can see the bus from a distance passing by and you can't really run because of the injury. Even when it was less than a distance, you see it slipping away right in front of you. Is it like the universe trying to tell me that I am losing my opportunity as time is ticking? It happened quite often in the last three months because the last three months have been a hard time for me. 

Is that some kind of sign? Or a pattern? I do see patterns at times but that is a different subject altogether which I would like to discuss in a later blogposts hopefully. The time it happened kind of matched with the circumstances which is why it cannot be called a coincidence.

In my previous blog posts, I have walked about how things have been hard for me but I would like to add something about the previous week which was in a way flooded with hope. And as the title suggested, I felt that last Monday. Because I was at the bus stop and there was still ten minutes and it was really cold. I had bought gloves but never really used them and I thought I would manage but I didn't think I could so I went to get the gloves would cost me time and I would have to miss the bus, and end up waiting for another one which was in two hours. I thought I would walk instead because why not? I went to get the gloves and walked towards the main road to see the same old lady I saw initially at the bus stop and I walked forward to see the bus coming from a distance. It was delayed. I didn't have to walk three miles. I guess I wasn't that unlucky. 

I made some calls and enquired in detail and there was in a way some positive news which made me feel better. That day was kind of good, the place I went to was kind of calm and peaceful. I sat on a bench sipping hot chocolate which I bought from the store I used to work (where I first worked). I met my former manager who was also happy to see me. That was a good day.

The following days came up with some more hope and good news. I was happy but I didn't want to celebrate it too early. I was on a very thin line since Halloween but in the last week, the line has slowly thickened and I am glad it is happening because it kind of puts me at ease. And I hope things get better, and I believe it is getting better. And hopefully the coming days is filled with blessings and good news.

That's all for now, Thank you so much for reading. I will see you in the next one. Cheers mate!