Absolute Peace

You know, it's strange where peace can be found: concerts, meditation, yoga, storms, nature, ect.  Personally, I never have a set place where I find peace; it kind of just hits me.  Now, I'm not talking about some kind of enlightened state; just the feeling that everything in your life is balanced, and your mind is quiet. My mind is rarely quiet, and those who know me, know that I usually talk a mile a minute, and jump from topic to topic quite frequently.  But, tonight I found absolute peace. 
I was driving home from my friends house, she lives in the country, and it was raining and lightening.  I drove with my window down, so I could hear and smell the rain.  Everything was a deep indigo colour; the most beautiful blue.  I was listening to Fleet Foxes, a staple band for me, one that I listen to quite often to calm my mind.  Just the coolness of the air, the smell of the rain, the lightening, to melodic quality of the music, and the openess of the empty road, I was at peace: utter, absolute peace.  I was just being: breathing in and out.  Nothing mattered, just complete calm.
I cherish these moments in my life, where everything just seems to fall into place, everything works together in a symbiotic orchestra: nothing out of tune or beat. 
This moment to me is a great end to my summer, essentially.  In a weeks time, my friends are starting to move, I only have two weeks left in Dawson before I move.  It's time to accept that my life is changing and everything that is happening and has been happening for the past ten months, is real.  It's time to start packing and saying my goodbyes (Until December!).  It doesn't matter if I'm not ready anymore, life is moving on with or without me.

UBC;Yoga;28 Days&No Sheets

Lately, I have had a thought.  This thought consists of me not going to UBC nor living in Vancouver, and working at the Pet Store as a lifer.  I mean, why not?  The girls I work with are amazingly nice, and I have found a great friend in a co-worker, so really, why not stay?
I am only thinking hypothetically of course, I don't want to stay here for the rest of my life, I couldn't handle myself.
UBC and Vancouer are my dreams, and I don't know what good karma I have built up (saving a puppy from a burning building? that never happened.  Jokes)  But I am getting both my dreams.  I really WANT them, but I don't know if I am ready; I am scared shitless (for lack of a better colloquialism).  I just don't know what to expect, it all doesn't feel very real right now.  It wont feel real until my second week in, I betcha.
It seems like all the friends that are going down to Vancouver too, are confident and ready.  They just seem like they've got it, yanno?  I don't feel confident at all.  I feel like I am running around in the dark, grasping for some bit of reality to make me feel grounded, like this is all really happening in my life.  Reflecting back, my highschool life, I just floated through.  This happened, that happened, but I just kept going on, and then graduation happened, I floated through that (did grad even happen?  jury is still out...) and now here is university on my doorstep and I don't have any twin XL sheets for my matress pad.  Where on Earth, am I supposed to find twin XL sheets? 
I leave for Vancouver in 28 days and I have no sheets, nor an iPod.  Yes, I am missing my iPod... without sounding like a pretention ass, I miss my iPod like I miss friends.  I am so attached to it.  Simply buying a new one just isn't the same.
But I digress...  I suppose it's time to put on my big girl shoes and start packing my bags... Vancouver and my life are happening, and I'd like to be present for it this time.

Love, peace, and packing lists,

Sam.