It's the last day of work at Bucc's. Feels so bizzare right now. Things still haven't really hit me yet, even though life is getting hectic trying to schedule friends in beside moving everything out of my apartment. I know it's my last day at work, i'm excited, but ultimately i feel my brain is thinking "you're going to have a few drinks tonight, pass out and when you wake up, everything is going to be the same and you're going to go back to work the next day."
No, brain. No.
On Wednesday morning, when my flight leaves at 8am from Winnipeg International Airport, my apartment will not be mine anymore, i won't be going back to work and, most importantly, i'll be on my way to a whole 'nother continent with whole other customs and food and routines and languages. I'll be eating my meals on the floor, sitting cross-legged with chopsticks, taking baths after taking showers, sliding doors, harvesting rice on an organic farm, working outside, getting my hands dirty, possibly even taking care of various animals. Life will be completely and utterly flipped for three months.
Better get used to it, brain. Besides it's good for you.
I don't think i've ever been so excited for gardening. Never thought i even had the capacity to be excited for gardening. Or if i did, i didn't think it would happen until i'm at least thirty-five years old. Spring has a way of making me grumpy when i'm stuck working indoors all day when the weather's nice. So working outside will be a very welcome change. I guess that's mainly why i'm excited. 'Cause weeding was never my favorite pastime.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
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