Because Every Pet Deserves the Best—Insights, Tips, and Expert Advice for Pet Parents.

The Day I Chose the Scenic Route

Some decisions are loud. Big. Flashy. Signed in bold strokes with champagne corks popping in the background.

And some decisions… sneak up on you.
They’re made in a quiet kitchen, barefoot, with a mug of coffee that’s gone lukewarm — and yet, they change everything.

One of those for me?
I chose the scenic route.

Now I don’t mean that metaphorically — I literally took a slower train. Back when I was commuting into London for a job that looked sparkly on paper but felt like wearing stilettos two sizes too small, I was always rushing. Always “next stop, next step, next deadline.”

But that morning, something in me whispered, “What if we just… didn’t?”

So I skipped the express train. Got on the slow one. The scenic one. Windows down, countryside rolling past like a Monet painting. I sat, I breathed, I looked out instead of down at my phone. I even — brace yourself — let a full song play without skipping.

And in that hour, I started asking different questions.
What did I actually want? What made me feel alive instead of just accomplished? What kind of work would let me spin and scribble and sparkle without squeezing myself into someone else’s idea of success?

By the time I stepped off that train, the seed had been planted.
Not a lightning bolt. Just a quiet yes.
But that yes turned into leaving that job.
That turned into writing again.
That turned into Luce.

So no — the decision wasn’t dramatic. No declarations. No career coach. Just… a slower train and a better view.

And it taught me this:
Growth doesn’t always roar.
Sometimes it whispers.
And when it does? You better listen, darling.

Now, I still take the scenic route whenever I can. Not because I have time, but because it gives me time. Time to notice, time to feel, time to come back to myself.

So if you’re staring down a decision and wondering if it’s “big enough” to matter? Let me tell you:
Sometimes, choosing a slower train is the fastest way back to who you really are.

Stay fabulous,
Luce 💋

Like what you read? Darling, this is just the beginning.

Psst… if you liked this, you might want to swing by Luce’s Corner this Sunday at 9 a.m. — subscribers get a little something extra. Just between us.

2 svar till ”The Day I Chose the Scenic Route”

  1. Old Ideas New Visions profilbild

    When I took a train from NYC to Portland, OR, I had a much better view of the country than if I had just flown over, and the tracks were closer to the mountains than the interstates.

    Gillad av 1 person

    1. Lucy "Luce" Beaumont profilbild
      Lucy ”Luce” Beaumont

      Oh I love that — there’s something so grounding about seeing the land roll out before you, isn’t there? The way the train winds through places planes only skim over, like you’re being let in on a secret. Mountains up close, small towns waking up, and time to sip your coffee without turbulence. Sounds like your journey had its own quiet kind of magic. Thank you for sharing it.

      Gillad av 2 personer

Lämna ett svar till Lucy ”Luce” Beaumont Avbryt svar