Wednesday, June 01, 2005
DeJa Vu
June 1st, 2005.
It is raining today. That is somehow perfect considering it was raining a year ago today when i arrived in Vancouver brand new and hopeful. Having been away for most of May, today feels like an arrival, too, even though yesterday i came home to MY apartment and MY car and my so-called-life. Yet, like last year, i am lost and in debt and unemployed. I have, as they say, come full circle.
Colorado was an aquired taste. It was good to be back in the Saskatchewan-like dry heat and to aquire a tan so easily. The views were spectacular and his hometown was filled with Patagonia-wearing 20-somethings, hauling mountain bikes and kayaks with their Safari Jeeps. Jordan and i went white water rafting on the raging Animas River for our 6 month anniversary, did a road trip through the Rockies where we slept in the back of his Dad's truck and hiked the Colorado Trail. I even biked for the first time since 1999. It wasn't hard to see why my boyfriend is obsessed with the outdoors. I even discovered a random CD of what is now my favorite new artist...check him out at www.davidkiddmusic.com. Yeah, It was not my planet, but for a visit it really wasn't all that bad.
I contemplated my future and we contemplated our future. Stuff was decided - Jo will officially move in as of July 1st - and stuff was debated - just how much time does a graphic designer have to spend on a computer? - and stuff was definitely deliberated - do i get licensed or not? It was a retreat of working through issues and meeting family and we even, can you believe it, got a little relaxing smushed in there somewhere.
But damn i am glad to be home.
I feel like a slightly tarnished version of the me from June 1st, 2004. I am less brand new, but not altogether savvy and, although i am hopeful, i would have to admit i am a lot less energetic about having that hope. Of course i will find another job. I know that. When, where, how and what is not for me to control. Jennie arrives tomorrow and, in that, a dream comes true, but it also means my apartment will suddenly be emptied and in a shambles. Jo will move in, but only after another crazy month of finishing gigs and carting his stuff back and forth. May was about escape and contemplation and June is about facing it and starting from scratch.
So in the end i guess it is not so much about the rain, but about how it falls.
I am home.
Let the blogging continue.
It is raining today. That is somehow perfect considering it was raining a year ago today when i arrived in Vancouver brand new and hopeful. Having been away for most of May, today feels like an arrival, too, even though yesterday i came home to MY apartment and MY car and my so-called-life. Yet, like last year, i am lost and in debt and unemployed. I have, as they say, come full circle.
Colorado was an aquired taste. It was good to be back in the Saskatchewan-like dry heat and to aquire a tan so easily. The views were spectacular and his hometown was filled with Patagonia-wearing 20-somethings, hauling mountain bikes and kayaks with their Safari Jeeps. Jordan and i went white water rafting on the raging Animas River for our 6 month anniversary, did a road trip through the Rockies where we slept in the back of his Dad's truck and hiked the Colorado Trail. I even biked for the first time since 1999. It wasn't hard to see why my boyfriend is obsessed with the outdoors. I even discovered a random CD of what is now my favorite new artist...check him out at www.davidkiddmusic.com. Yeah, It was not my planet, but for a visit it really wasn't all that bad.
I contemplated my future and we contemplated our future. Stuff was decided - Jo will officially move in as of July 1st - and stuff was debated - just how much time does a graphic designer have to spend on a computer? - and stuff was definitely deliberated - do i get licensed or not? It was a retreat of working through issues and meeting family and we even, can you believe it, got a little relaxing smushed in there somewhere.
But damn i am glad to be home.
I feel like a slightly tarnished version of the me from June 1st, 2004. I am less brand new, but not altogether savvy and, although i am hopeful, i would have to admit i am a lot less energetic about having that hope. Of course i will find another job. I know that. When, where, how and what is not for me to control. Jennie arrives tomorrow and, in that, a dream comes true, but it also means my apartment will suddenly be emptied and in a shambles. Jo will move in, but only after another crazy month of finishing gigs and carting his stuff back and forth. May was about escape and contemplation and June is about facing it and starting from scratch.
So in the end i guess it is not so much about the rain, but about how it falls.
I am home.
Let the blogging continue.
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