Fitchburg – go on foot

“Make a good use of the present”


There are many memorable passages in Henry David Thoreau’s book Walden. I particularly like this one about travelling and seeing the country.

“One says to me, ‘I wonder that you do not lay up money; you love to travel; you might take the cars and go to Fitchburg today and see the country.’ But I am wiser than that. I have learned that the swiftest traveller is he that goes afoot. I say to my friend, suppose we try who will get there first. The distance is thirty miles; the fare ninety cents. That is almost a day’s wages. I remember when wages were sixty cents a day for labourers on this very road. Well, I start now on foot, and get there before night; I have travelled at that rate by the week together. You will in the meanwhile have earned your fare, and arrive there some time tomorrow, or possibly this evening, if you are lucky enough to get a job in season. Instead of going to Fitchburg, you will be working here the greater part of the day. And so, if the rail-road reached round the world, I think that I should keep ahead of you; and as for seeing the country and getting experience of that kind, I should have to cut your acquaintance altogether.”

Are you ‘travelling and seeing the country’? Enjoying today, but at the same time fulfilling your deepest desires in life?

Or are you just working for money and living for a future that may never actually arrive?

There is no point hating your day to day life then blowing a year’s worth of money on an artificial two week vacation.

We must remind ourselves to live right now and to live very well wherever our path is taking us.

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