Moving On

The end of summer is nearing and I've never been so happy to see it. It's been a long road back, so to speak, from Spain. But I have to say, I'm finally in a place of peace and appreciation and I didn't think it would happen, but part of me wishes I was staying here a few days longer too. Crazy right.

I don't know, the past month I've just reconnected with "home". I'm definitely still longing for my real life in Vancouver and I seriously cannot wait to be on that plane but I've at least come to terms with my situation the past few weeks, up until then I was mostly just depressed or restless and whatnot about being here. 

I have rediscovered my love for passing away days doing mundane/ordinary things with friends, real friends. This summer I've spent many hours/nights at Tim Hortons, playing nintendo in my friend's basement, chilling at the beach, visiting friends at my old yacht club, chilling around downtown, and just going to cheap tuesday movies at the mall. Nothing too exciting but it was some of the best moments of my summer. There were times when I honestly didn't think I would recover from Spain but I slowly got there. Those nights of chilling with friends started to seem more like precious moments instead of an activity to pass the time. I realized that all those hours were spent in good company and that this summer is probably the last time I'd have this kind of lazy, calm time for relaxing. 

My friends from high school really are great, even if we were brought together by proximity or circumstance, we are now close because we want to be. I've definitely lost touch with a lot of people from my life before university, so the ones that I'm still in touch with are the ones who really do mean a lot to me. They're the best. We don't ever have much drama, we don't need to take a lot of photos to show we're friends or write messages all over each other's facebook walls or wherever, we don't even have to keep in touch that much when I'm away. At the end of the day we're just there for each other and we still get a long as well as we did in high school. We can go 10 months without seeing each other and when we see each other again it's as if no time has passed at all. I know I'm lucky to have found that. 

These summer hours have slipped by pretty slowly but the end is approaching and I feel like I'm finally moving into the next stage of my life. I have recovered and reflected on Granada and on my university years, a lot has happened, a lot has changed, and I couldn't be happier.

Only a couple more days until I leave for Vancouver, still got lots of packing and goodbyes to do before then! See ya soon west coast <3  

Poems About Home

Words slip through my lips

A laugh escapes my throat

But I'm not there

I look in people's eyes

Shake their hands

But I'm not there

I walk the streets

Breathe in the air

But I'm not there

I go to work

I go to sleep

I eat

I see 

I smell

But I'm not there

My mind is thousands of miles away

Chasing after my heart

---

So many times I tried to tell you

So many times I choked the words back down

---

It's a longing

a yearning 

I haven't known

I've been full with this ache 

Because

My heart finally found a home

I've fallen in love with many cities

many in countries beyond my own

But in the end

There's only one place 

I call home

The place my heart chose 

Where the mountains meet the ocean 

And the wind whispers welcome home

---

Like a moment 

Frozen in time

A life, a memory

A museum of me

Of a chapter

Of who I used to be

I'm surrounded by pieces

Of who I was 

Of who I'm not

Reminded of the hopes

And dreams

I once had, I lost

The odd familiarity

Of a world 

Where nothing has changed

Except me