If you jump I'll break your fall...
I forgot what kind of WICKED CDs I burn. Currently listening to Savage Garden -- when they were still Savage Garden. Crash and Burn. GREAT song.
So truthfully, I've been feeling rather contemplative lately. Just spending a lot of time reflecting on all sorts of good memories of friends and family. I don't know why, really. Maybe it's a way that i can stay connected to everyone back home without having to imagine them (you guys) without me. Because that's one thing I've learned. Life goes on.
I've been in an interesting state of mind lately. I don't think I've ever been in a time like this before; I've been living in both the future and the past for so long. I'm drawing strength from memories of people who love me, and I'm being thrilled by the possibilities that stretch out before me. I can't wait to be with you guys, and I'm so grateful that I know you. It's weird. I'm here, but I'm not here. Knowing that this is impermanent is both a trial and a joy. It means that i get to go home eventually. It also means that i won't settle in completely. It sort of makes you hover in between whatever. but there. Not that it really matters to me. :P Because as much as I love it here -- i'm a Canadian. MOST definitely. I can't live in a place that doesn't appreciate ice hockey.
I've actually had a dream about ice hockey. I suppose it beats the ones where all my friends decide that they hate me and i come home to nobody and nothing...but still. How hard up am I for Canadian culture that i start dreaming about big, burly men gliding around on frozen water hitting eachother and a little round puck?!
Not to mention that I'm looking forward to saying "Merci Beaucoup" and not having people look at me like I'm crazy.
Anyways. For the curious, I'm posting a picture of Jake (hopefully I can get it to work).
I forgot what kind of WICKED CDs I burn. Currently listening to Savage Garden -- when they were still Savage Garden. Crash and Burn. GREAT song.
So truthfully, I've been feeling rather contemplative lately. Just spending a lot of time reflecting on all sorts of good memories of friends and family. I don't know why, really. Maybe it's a way that i can stay connected to everyone back home without having to imagine them (you guys) without me. Because that's one thing I've learned. Life goes on.
I've been in an interesting state of mind lately. I don't think I've ever been in a time like this before; I've been living in both the future and the past for so long. I'm drawing strength from memories of people who love me, and I'm being thrilled by the possibilities that stretch out before me. I can't wait to be with you guys, and I'm so grateful that I know you. It's weird. I'm here, but I'm not here. Knowing that this is impermanent is both a trial and a joy. It means that i get to go home eventually. It also means that i won't settle in completely. It sort of makes you hover in between whatever. but there. Not that it really matters to me. :P Because as much as I love it here -- i'm a Canadian. MOST definitely. I can't live in a place that doesn't appreciate ice hockey.
I've actually had a dream about ice hockey. I suppose it beats the ones where all my friends decide that they hate me and i come home to nobody and nothing...but still. How hard up am I for Canadian culture that i start dreaming about big, burly men gliding around on frozen water hitting eachother and a little round puck?!
Not to mention that I'm looking forward to saying "Merci Beaucoup" and not having people look at me like I'm crazy.
Anyways. For the curious, I'm posting a picture of Jake (hopefully I can get it to work).
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