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i am crawling out of my skin in this small city, but, while i'm here i feel i should make the best of it. the sight of snow capped mountains still leaves me breathless & wearing only a sweater in january is unthinkable in any other part of canada, but the rain dampens my spirit tremendously. god bless exercise-enduced-endorphins.
dating, it would seem, is like riding a bicycle.
i am trashy, i am classy.... but i just can't decide. some of it has turned out to be boring.
i am continuing to book vacations that i can't afford. i am fully aware that this could very well be metaphoric for me "running away" from my problems, but to be honest, i couldn't tell you what those problems are. i'm getting set to graduate this summer, my job is great, i have grieved & gotten over my past relationship, i have a carribean cruised booked for a month from today & i feel happy, genuinely great....i just don't get why i need to keep jetting off to different places. maybe that's just the type of person i am? i need to satisfy my itch for travel before i can even think about a career, a phD, a relationship, all things associated with "Settling down" etc. certain mundane questions like "will i ever stay in one place?" cross my mind occasionally but i refuse to let them dictate my decisions about my future. i am really enjoying not being able to predict where i will be in one year's time. hell, i don't even know where i'll be for christmas this year.
the freedom is exhilarating & liberating but the uncertainty is also terrifying.
time will tell.
dating, it would seem, is like riding a bicycle.
i am trashy, i am classy.... but i just can't decide. some of it has turned out to be boring.
i am continuing to book vacations that i can't afford. i am fully aware that this could very well be metaphoric for me "running away" from my problems, but to be honest, i couldn't tell you what those problems are. i'm getting set to graduate this summer, my job is great, i have grieved & gotten over my past relationship, i have a carribean cruised booked for a month from today & i feel happy, genuinely great....i just don't get why i need to keep jetting off to different places. maybe that's just the type of person i am? i need to satisfy my itch for travel before i can even think about a career, a phD, a relationship, all things associated with "Settling down" etc. certain mundane questions like "will i ever stay in one place?" cross my mind occasionally but i refuse to let them dictate my decisions about my future. i am really enjoying not being able to predict where i will be in one year's time. hell, i don't even know where i'll be for christmas this year.
the freedom is exhilarating & liberating but the uncertainty is also terrifying.
time will tell.