Testimonial

You enter the world that before was only imaginative image of something that people can do and enjoy. Finally you reached the point where you can stand on the runners, look forward into the wilderness and in front of you, you can see few of your friends that are making job for you to pull your sledges.

And all that is damned by one fucking stupid mother fucker that thinks is the god of the tales. One fucking hyperactive idiot who is throwing the piece of the corns and few plates of bidos.

You have to face the point where the love is forgotten by dignity. Respectfulness that bump the blood in your veins and make the final step.

I left Poland to avoid people like that. Even when called family I had to reject the behaviors that were curving my low self-confidence during my childhood. One day I stood up for my rights, chose the path I am following. I haven't come back for more than a year, I don't send sensitive greetings from the places where I got on my own, I don't share the feelings that surrounded me while facing the beauty of the places where my feet took me. I don't want to listen to excuses, I don't want to tolerate fascism, racism and chauvinism. I hate the motherfuckers who are only strong when they can feel your fright. And I don't escape from the problem. I am just leaving cause as I found the world is huge, the world is full of positive people, open-minded, tolerant, warm and friendly. I could try to change, but it is meaningless, and the small coffee shops on the corner of the worlds are waiting with the hot chocolate and a piece of cake, as the life sometimes is.

So that is the most reason - why?

On the other hand the feelings I left one day in June in the bushes close to Asgard while I wanted to escape from my broken heart try to posses me once again. The despair that I read so much about in Neils Gaiman books stands on the doorstep of my consciousnesses. I left 280 dog souls behind, and few nice guys I met. But the life is still rumbling and maybe one day I will find myself again behind the steer and once again I will be given to explore the wilderness with the best animals ever. Animals which in the reincarnation process became the dogs, and animals that are more human than we could expect. I left behind my friends, the beautiful women and handsome men. But memories remain and the best moments of this adventure had been already done. I smile even when I know it is finished. I smile because I learned more about myself, about the world and about priorities who have to follow if you don't want to lose yourself. That was good winter, full of snow, full of dogs, full of people, full of experience. All is closed in my museum of imagination and I am glad about it. And the despair tried once again but I know how to recognize her and say that is not the right time to enter, not yet and hope so not soon.

I am the second best polish musher in Tromso and that makes me proud :)



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