Transit

Didn't August fly by with a blink of an eye? Even Summer as it is. About a month ago I was in the US!!! I usually despise September, but this time, I only yearned for September to come quickly. I love the cool weather, even if I'd often mutter that I'm cold. But being cold is more comfortable than being sweaty, as I can wrap myself in a warmth blanket, because then, even if being stripped off of all the clothes, I'd still sweat. Yurk.

I'm not quite a girl who enjoys juggling with different phases of life simultaneously. Transitions are great if it's done smoothly. Changes aren't always a bad thing if you get to learn to cope with them. I'd rather take thing slowly but do it well, than forcing changes to fit within a month due to various constraints. Aside from some family issues that are not meant to be discussed, yet take-up a huge part of the stress, the prices for flight tickets to Europe keep on increasing in a short span of one week. Instead of leaving earlier and with a comfy direct flight, I was left with stopping by a friend's place first, then to fly back to Montreal from another city. After all, it's probably not a bad idea, since unexpected events are booked right before my flight. Probably unintentionally through parents' words, I felt guilty for taking off in a middle of a crisis. But September is my month of vacation, I've been expecting it since April... and it was too late to back off, the tickets were booked. I also want it to cut off between what happened in August and what will come up in October.

"When you're traveling,
You are what you are
Right there && then.
People don't have your past
To hold against you.
No yesterdays on the road."

Among all the changes, there is this thing about no more back to school, making me feel so old. The truth is, I will miss school somehow. I enjoy cultivation on my free will. But since I recently learned that by the time I get back from my trip, I will move to the ICU, it's somehow a compensation for the lack of schooling. The intense training will start off. The co-chief gave me a huge binder filled with papers, warning me it will require lot of effort. Of course, I tried to reassure her it should be okay, since it's as if I'm following again one of my undergrad class. Holy cow, the last time I was obliged to work full time was three years ago. The good new is that I won't have to bring along my uniforms, all provided by the unit, hehe. I'm soooo expecting this!!!

Seriously, if I could choose, I'd erase one or two stuff on the to-do list. Sometimes, you stick around and do certain things over and over again because you set yourself comfortable into the situation...but when it doesn't matter much anymore...and when it becomes along the line of :

"No reason to stay is
A good reason to go."

Then...