Saturday morning finds me frantically packing everything I own into suitcases. Today I'm moving out of Sarah's. Actually waiting for my brother's van to come around so that all the stuff can be moved to my parents'. Yeah folks, for the next 2 months or so I will be living with mum and dad again. It feels weird but in the name of saving money, it has to be done. Besides, won't get to see them very much when I move to Vancouver. Whenever that may be.
While packing everything, a sudden feeling of fatigue hit me . Not in the physical sense as it is only a little past noon, but rather mentally. Living like a nomad is no longer fun. Since last November, this has been my life. Packing and unpacking. Always moving on. Perhaps I am ready for some consistency in life. Well, for awhile anyways.
Haha...it's funny (and a little sad) that I will be moving from staying in Sarah's living room to staying in my parents' living room. Although there will be no privacy whatsoever, it is of my own choosing.
Perhaps I should skip my cousin's wedding in September and move to Vancouver now. At least that way life can actually begin. Isn't it weird that I have this notion of life beginning when you've settled down. It feels like once the 'settling down' has occured, there will be no more opportunities to go any place, or do anything fun. This is clearly a misconception. Right?
Arrghh so many options. There is this awesome air ticket sale...relatively cheap. Flies you to 4 major cities around the world covering all the major continents. Should I go or should I stay? There is also the issue of a youth discount. Next year, I will no longer be eligible. OMFG...
And then this friend, she keeps telling me to go. Found out recently that her grandparents had died and that her uncle had suddenly developed muscular dystrophy. Her point is basically that life is short. Just do it!
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