I suppose everyone experiences turning points in his life. Some are obvious and explicit but some are hidden and sometimes one never realizes that it was actually a revolutionary moment. Mine was represented by a falling rock, just to make sure I would notice it!
I was going through a complicated phase of my life, I had lost the enthusiasm and optimism that characterize me so much but I was not completely aware of it. It was one of the few sunny days in the extremely rainy Norwegian summer of 2011 and I went hiking with some friends. My rock was there among uncountable stones waiting for me. The way was already going downwards when I stepped on it twice causing its fall.
I am still not sure if it was self-control or merely destiny that saved me from this huge rock rolling down from the mountain. I literally escaped it running down but at one point it caught my right foot which remained under it. In that moment I panicked. How someone else achieved to remove it is another story. As a result I broke four bones in my foot.
During the recovery time many aspects of my life changed. I became different because of the fear I was left with. Even though fear is an obscure feeling it makes me react and it challenges me all the time.
This episode scares me and fascinates at the same time. It became a big metaphor of my life and I still dream about rocks falling down.
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