Saturday afternoon, boxes are piling up in my room, lists of where things are being stored have been made. Still a ton more packing to get done, such is the joy of moving out of one space and into another. I'm going to miss Winnipeg. Most of my friends and family are here, or at least have a home here for part of the year. This is weird. My whole life has been filled with travel, but aside from a couple weeks in April, I won't be back here until September, and even that's a maybe. I'm in a state of perpetual excitement and complete shock, as well as mild fear. Can I do this? Can I just get on a plane and change everything? What?
At the same time, I'm setting my eyes on winter outside of Canada next year as well. Or at least out of the chill that is a prairie winter. Wherever the wind takes me really. I'm going to try and maintain a balance of one semester of school, one semester of cash focused work, and one semester of traveling as economically as possible. Seems like a manageable healthy balance for me. Anyways. I should be boxing up more of my life.
Cheers,
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