Life is good, school’s going well, I’ve made some amazing new friends this semester between my new housemates and others.
yet I still go to bed some nights with a feeling of discontent like something’s missing or I haven’t done enough.
tonight I spent mostly alone wandering the streets of downtown Montreal simply exploring. Then it began snowing and a childlike wonder came over me. This was the first snowfall I’d experienced since I was 9 or 10 years old while living in Colorado. I seriously felt every pain, worry, and regret of the past few years wash away. It was the most genuine happiness I’d felt in years. As if I’d suddenly become a kid with no worries at all.
As cheesy as this sounds, I really hope I have more moments like this on this solo vacation. I’m using this spring break to sort of rediscover myself and what truly brings me happiness and self content. It’s my last spring break ever, after all.
I’m in Montreal till the 12th, and NYC the 13 and 14th. Let me know if you want to meet up!