Just breathing makes me happy

Suggestion:
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Trip:
Dreaming has been replaced with anxiety as of late. Nothing really particular, just a culmination of fears I suppose. People keep asking me how excited I am and I don't really know how to answer them. I mean, of course I'm excited, but I'm not the kind of person who wears my heart on my sleeve. It doesn't seem real until I've stepped off the plane on the other side.

Life:
I got to go to Edmonton with Andrew a while ago, which turned out to be one of my top ten days EVER. Lots of tea drinking and meeting with cool people in the morning, and a wild gypsy party that night. Yes, I was finally able to experience a Gogol Bordello concert. Hands down the coolest thing I have ever done. Ever. Not only was the music fantastic, but the whole atmosphere was so neat. Imagine a crushing mass of people jumping and screaming together. Gypsies, aging hippies, metal heads, kids you know snuck in on fake ID's; such a vibrant group of people all gathered for a common love. It was beautiful and messy thing. Andrew's brother came with us, and he is by far one of the neatest people I have ever met, although it is nearly impossible to feel intelligent the two of them. This led me to the realization that I need to read more.

Work has become very...useless at this point. Yes the money is nice, but really, I have seven more shifts and apathy has very much set in. It would be nice to just curl up under a rock and sleep for the next 11 days.

I wish I had more time just to be. I love having days off midweek where i can walk downtown and do nothing. I enjoy taking my camera and just experimenting with photos. I haven't really gotten anything out of it worth keeping, but it's fun just to spend a day with a camera.

I leave in 11 days
I will miss people very much
I love you all
Sydney