i am going overseas next summer. not quite sure where yet, but i am going overseas. it's an awfully exciting adventure to be discussing, and yet, (as i mentioned with amber last night)...some of the most exciting things about traveling are the preperation and the reflection.

i mean, the process itself is fun...but this is the problem with travellers: it is not the process they like, but the constant change: that which speaks to the ineffable power within us that begs: move...constant motion.

i have difficulty living in the present, and always have, and probably always will: i am constantly reflecting and looking forward. so a life of travel seems inexplicably correct for a being such as myself.

...grad school has made me quite aware at the lack of the "i" in my writing...the constant connection to things through observation. is this a bad thing? i never know.

my mind's all over the place.