Sunday, August 30, 2009

Oh Canada....

Ok. So I know I have not necessarily began my England extravaganza, but sitting in Toronto, Canada eagerly awaiting my red-eye flight that does not even leave for another 2 hours leaves me thinking lots. Lots of anxiety. Lots of fears. Lots of excitement. Lots of tiredness mentally, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. I think I'm getting sick too. Sucks. Thanks mom. :)

Side note: I am blessed with wonderful friends. Seriously. I don't know what I did to deserve such genuine, unconditional love. Community is so important. Community that is uplifting, encouraging, and real. My friends do that. I like being independent, paving my own path, challenging myself for myself and no one else, but I thoroughly enjoy relationships and the dynamics we as humans can have with one another. Its astounding how much you can connect with one individual at a certain level and connect with another individual in a completely different way. Both so deep and real. Its mind blowing! friends...I will miss you all dearly. You know who you are. May the Lord bless you and keep you.

Ok...Canada...for some reason, this country weirds me out. I don't know why! It's like its just....there. Just so...blah. I am in no way trying to offend anyone from Canada. My apologies if I am! You can't hate Canada for anything. It's just...Canada. I don't know. I mean...Canada is rad for so many things: it's tree cutting, farming, neutrality, "ehs", everyone in Europe loving them over the USers, Tim Hortons, French people, can't go wrong!

I guess this just emphasizes the fact that I prefer good ol' England. Ah the Motherland. I can't wait to walk off that plane into custumes...with my janky uniform makes me feel 30 years older.
Until that moment...