Life on the road, poetry and coffee || Charlotte Eriksson || The

Here’s to a new season. Here’s to a new start. Here’s to a list of new dreams, new aims and new goals. Sometimes, the view from a plane is all it takes to see it from a better perspective. I can see it crystal clear now. As if the cities down there are symbolizing it all - my past, my present, my future. Who I’ve been, who I’ve come to be, who I can become. I can see it now.
With a pat on the back they laughed at me and told me that I overestimated my life. They called me a naive dreamer and said I had to face reality and grow up. Well, all you extremely realistic, mature and intelligent people out there: That’s not what I came here for. That’s not why I stayed here so long. I did not stay here to serve the society’s ideals of how to live. I did not stay here to walk the well-known paths, see the famous tourist-buildings and enjoy my existence. I stayed here to beat the odds. I stayed here to discover new paths and create my own. I stayed here to prove them wrong. To prove myself wrong, that I’m not useless, that I was born for something more than silence and insecure moments. And the fact that I’m still here, is proving my point, is beating the odds. I was a number. I was one of these numbers in the statistics. Well, I wanted to beat the odds and that’s what I did.
I’m still here.
And I did not come here to lose. I did not stay here to lose. If I made it this far, nothing can stop me. I’m ready for the future, are you with me?

— Charlotte