Being asked, what I intended with walking 900 km through Italy, the only thing I could answer was: I am looking for self-esteem.
Walking, alone, without a further plan than what the next stop at the end of the day might be made me vulnerable and also left me sometimes in need of help.
These were my happiest insights. That help is almost always provided by complete strangers on the way, if you ask for it. You are just lacking trust to ask at home.
And above this. Everything else was a lack in loving myself – my injuries had nothing to do with others.
Die Symmetrie der Dinge 