Why did the four ducks cross the road? I have no idea, but they gave me hope

As my housemate's pictures of 4 ducks crossing a road are getting uploaded, let me tell you a story.

I've been feeling very badly in the last week or so. It was an end of an era coming, and that will get a whole other blog, it's a story worth telling. But I also realised that I have friends and I have family, I am strong and I know what I want from life, I will not compromise, and that's definitely something worth keeping.

Tonight was an ordinary tuesday night. I went to the new BED,  and for the first time, it felt like it should do. I met some random guys, made a bet with them - should I fulfil their challenge, I get a beer from each one of them. The bet was that I wouldn't dare dance on top of the bar. Of course, what they didn't know was that this would hardly be my first time doing it. I shared the plan with F, he lifted me up on the bar. I got another innocent-looking girl to dance with me up there, and I could feel the energy of the crowd going up. I then got my beers from the random boys. I partied, said goodbye to my peeps and left. Already, it was a better night in the new BED that I could have hoped for.

And here it is where the story gets magical.

On my way home, I literally saw four ducks crossing a road. Never mind the chicken. FOUR....DUCKS....CROSSING....A....ROAD...IN...THE.....CITY.....CENTRE...OF.....ROTTERDAM....indeed.

The four ducks...just after we'd caught them crossing the road. Next to a shop. At  3 something am.

I've been needing direction in my life. I've felt lost, I've felt like all the important parts of my life are disappearing, I've felt like I have no direction. It's still true: I'm still dealing with a break-up, I'm dealing with living in this country where I don't speak the language and I am learning it, I'm writing a Master Thesis, I am applying for jobs all over, I'm figuring out all about who I am, I am dealing with other stuff as well.........and all of a sudden I see FOUR DUCKS crossing a road. It was a bit like wink, a quirky (or quacky!) reminder that life has a tendency to sort itself out. I don't believe in god, I don't believe in fate, but I sure as hell believe in the four ducks that crossed my street.

Thank you, four ducks. By far, this is the oddest and quackiest thing I've ever seen.

R.