the weeks after our final thesis presentation (at the end of august) were filled with days of sleeping, packing and moving, cleaning and daydreaming, and really just catching our breath and starting to pick up our old lives again -- enjoying a good book, heading back to the gym and the pools, having long dinners with friends, rediscovering the outdoors. last weekend we packed ourselves into a rented SUV and drove to Yosemite (i was lucky enough to find a last-minute campsite cancelation). it was so lovely to be sitting around a campfire again, making smores and laughing with dear friends. and to gaze up at a sky full of stars, and those rocks and mountains that have seen things that we can't even imagine, and be reminded how small and insignificant we really are in this universe.
things are slowly returning to normal.
life as a graduate student is coming to a near end -- all i have left to do is to finish my written thesis, which hopefully will just be another month of work. next up is the more emotionally stressing process of looking for a job while being officially in unemployment status. i'm keeping my sights open -- who knows where i might end up in a few months? for now, i'm going to enjoy california and san francisco, and explore as i didn't have a chance to this past year.
i do know, however, that i am tired of moving around. for the past five years or so, i've not lived in a place for longer than a year. i'm tired of making new friends and then leaving, of discovering favourite cafes and hidden alleys, and then having to say goodbye. wherever i go next, it's time to stay for awhile, and establish some roots. i'm not ready to go back home to Toronto yet -- i am still in my restless twenties, after all -- but i'm ready to be in one place for a couple, or three or four or five years this time.
there's been so many things that i've missed in the past year: music, crafting, writing, my sewing machine, volunteering, sketching. blogging. i wonder if it's even possible to live a life without constantly neglecting parts of yourself in order to focus on other parts. perhaps it's better not to be distracted by so many things at once.
things are slowly returning to normal.
life as a graduate student is coming to a near end -- all i have left to do is to finish my written thesis, which hopefully will just be another month of work. next up is the more emotionally stressing process of looking for a job while being officially in unemployment status. i'm keeping my sights open -- who knows where i might end up in a few months? for now, i'm going to enjoy california and san francisco, and explore as i didn't have a chance to this past year.
i do know, however, that i am tired of moving around. for the past five years or so, i've not lived in a place for longer than a year. i'm tired of making new friends and then leaving, of discovering favourite cafes and hidden alleys, and then having to say goodbye. wherever i go next, it's time to stay for awhile, and establish some roots. i'm not ready to go back home to Toronto yet -- i am still in my restless twenties, after all -- but i'm ready to be in one place for a couple, or three or four or five years this time.
there's been so many things that i've missed in the past year: music, crafting, writing, my sewing machine, volunteering, sketching. blogging. i wonder if it's even possible to live a life without constantly neglecting parts of yourself in order to focus on other parts. perhaps it's better not to be distracted by so many things at once.
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