I have decided stop my journey around Sardinia here in Fertilia.
My primary reason for embarking on this trip was to recover from a depression I had after a marital crisis last year. I wanted to get away from everything, try something new, have fresh impulses in my life and hopefully come back a fitter person, in every sense of the word, ready to take on the challenges of a ‘normal’ life again.
Over all the journey has fulfilled its purpose. I have seen new places, met new people, gotten new friends, learned much about kayaking and the sea, and about team paddling. It has been a very refreshing experience, and I’m very happy that I took on the challenge when the opportunity presented itself.
Unfortunately, the paddling partnership between Wendy and I didn’t work out as expected. In the end, our relationship grew so sour that it became detrimental to my stated aim with the journey, to recover from my depression.
As I continued on alone, walked the streets of Fertilia, had a coffee in a bar, ate in a restaurant, and slept under an open sky near the harbour, I had ample time to ponder what to do. My initial impulse was to just continue alone, following the path set out time ago, but as I thought things through and searched my feelings for an answer, I kept returning to the ‘why’ question.
Why did I go? To get to feel better after a nasty crisis in my life. Does the thought of continuing along make me feel good? Not really. Then why continue?
Now the decision has been taken, I do feel better. I take that as a confirmation that I have done right.