i get overly excited when i get to go places. i don't care if it's for 4 hours, 4 days or 4 weeks, i love leaving. i make piles of clothes, i draw grids for meals, i make to-do list after to-do list. i think the worst part about this is that i have a feeling when i finally get out of this town, i'll move to somewhere incredible that i have dreamt about living in, get incredibly acquainted with said place and then once again be needing to leave.
i've always wondered if my insatiability with things and places is a personality defect or a blessing in disguise. on one hand, nothing will ever be enough for me but on the other, i will always be trying to do something different/see different things/grow, learn etc. the more i try and express my need to do everything, see everyone, go everywhere... the more people around me make me feel like a child. as if this need for constant change is a marker of immaturity and indecision. i'm really getting tired of feeling broken because i can't sit still. sometimes constant moving isn't such a bad thing.
camping this weekend with a good group of people, camping next month with the family, vancouver in august. i never want to sit still.
and i know when i'm there, i won't want to come home.
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everyone (i know and don't) always wants to leave edmonton.. yet everyones parents flocked here at the drop of the pin since forget hawaii and tobago, this city was the paradise to start a new city. makes me wonder what our parents saw in the city way back when. if edmonton then had affordable housing, culture or some other appeal. or if edmonton in 1968 still looks like edmonton does now in 2008, which i suspect it did.
maybe that flynn effect/theory is truer than we all thought? hmm.
hopefully camping went ok.
blah, new city = new family.
i love how there's no edit feature here sometimes.
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