Tired Feet


We all have busy lives, days when we feel that we are the only ones that suffer or work 13-hour shifts. What we fail to understand is that we are not alone and we are not the only ones. I constantly feel that I have a helmet on everyday that I must wear to survive the grind and when I make it home at the end of the day, my feet ache and pulse, tired. I have tired feet; feet that take me to places I don’t always want to find myself at. 

Fernando sees my tired feet everyday and he urged in me that if I have tired feet it should be because I just came back from an adventure or if I am doing something I love. These tired feet have been to many places across the globe, on different shores and have struggled to walk up trails; never have these tired feet been more excited than now. I am headed to my “fatherland” as I like to call it, because Chile is where my father resides. The countdown is short-lived now as it is four days away. 

My father and sister have been warned that they will be my tour guides so this time my tired feet will be sore and will ache but I will be happy. 

So these tired feet will have new stories to tell, new roads to conquer- until then! 



One Comment Add yours

  1. Moritz says:

    It’s always great to experience new things – even when the feet are tired. I hope you’ll be able to enjoy your next trips! :)

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