9 months in to my move, I had my first fuck it and move back to Calgary moment. I had a touch of nostalia, missing home cooked meals, brown grass, beer in old houses. I looked at the fact that I still have my laptop that I bough in august and that I finally got a new cell phone in may. I still have the bulk of the clothes I moved out here with. I bought some jeans, I wear a lot of murino wool, I have 3 new jackets and pull over vest. The only new shoes I have are the ones I bought in oregon. I have a sigg water bottle, a chest of bicycle tools, my single speed that I bought off of a hobo. I have some measuring cups. Still rocking the bag I bought from xscargo for like 2 dollars. My back pack has become the means for moving groceries from safeway and laundry to and from the laundrymat. I bought a pillow case and comforter cover.
Its all really small.
I had my first flat tire the other day, 8 months of riding and one flat tire. I figure the bicycle has served me well so far I might as well treat it to a new tube. I think my room mate and I are going to be buying some chairs soon for our kitchen table. I still plan to get some pots and pans, and other kitchen tools. I also want to pick up a tv, dvd player, amp, and speakers It would be nice to watch bunny ear tv, dvd’s and listen to music from our couch.
its all really small.
It doesn’t seem like the kind of things to be blogging about, its not terribly exciting you know? The highlight of my week or month is going to be getting pots and pans? I mean what life am I living. I still plan to have the best summer ever, I just don’t understand. April or may seems like so long ago. I want to get back to that enthusiasm for everything. I want to be filled to the brim with excitement for partying and hanging out with good people. I learned quite a bit actually about wishing for things and them coming true. Its actually quite funny I got everything I wanted, I just didn’t know how to handle it.
I suppose now I should be more cautious of what I wish for. Partying till the sunrise is hard on the body, and while I may enjoy seeing the sun come up, there is probably a time and place for that, and not every weekend. It should be more like a special occaison kinda thing. Just cause you like ice cream doesn’t mean you should eat it everyday, it wouldn’t be so special anymore.
Joshua