Itinerary (as of now)

As if, I wasn't already I am officially on Summer Holiday. As in, I have no more tests to take, papers to turn in, or classes to show up for. But altogether I have been on summer break since the moment I stepped off the plane in Brisbane back in January. 

Typically, everyone know that weekends, spring breaks, and even summers go by entirely to quickly. Before packing up your weekend supplies, flying home from spring break, or pulling out of your home's driveway headed back to college, there is always a moment where you stop and think: "where in the hell did the time go,?" "I just finished class on Friday, landed at my destination, or bombed my last final of last semester." Well, my friends if you think that time passes quickly on these minor occasions... then you have another thing coming. 

I feel like I met my friends here yesterday. I remember the cold, rainy morning that I was being driven to the airport. There is a moment of contemplation when thinking about the time since I got here. I feel like I haven't done much (even though I have), and that my time has just begun. The two way street that although you know so much more then when you got here and you feel like you've been here forever, but on the other side you feel like its only been a week. 

Time since I have gotten here has sped into a warped dimension. I truly never knew that time could move this fast past my own face. Whirling by and crossing out days on my calendar, taking no time to slow down and rest for even a second. No matter how much I told myself to enjoy the moment and soak up the scene, I will never feel completely satisfied. Which is why, nowadays I sit back grin, happily realising that I'm ok with that. 

A good friend's favorite quote, who showed and proved this to me:

"They have worries, they're counting the miles, they're thinking about where to sleep tonight, how much money for gas, the weather, how they'll get there --- and all the time they'll get there anyway, you see. But they need to worry and betray time with urgencies false and otherwise, purely anxious and whiny, their souls really won't be at peace unless they can latch on to an established worry and having once found it they assume facial expressions to fit it and go with it, and all the time the time it all flies by them and they know it and that too worries them to no end..." 

On The Road, Kerouac