surreal

With my visa and housing applications both pending, and little else to be done except to pack up my room, earn a bit more money, and hop on a plane, needless to say I'm a little awestruck that it's all just working out fabulously. Granted, I'm poor as shit and have like 2G on my credit card (having never before used a credit card, this is daunting to me) and will no doubt be jetting off with little in the way of spending cash. I can't believe it's really happening!

I've just finished reading my wisely purchased book on Australia (must see Cairns! and the tingle trees! and the ancient rock growth! and the Great Barrier Reef!) and I can already say I will not be able to see all that I want there, but goodness I'll sure try.

I have begun packing up things unnecessary to my June survival, most notably my books. This of course led me to reading an old journal. There was one passage in particular that drew me; it was about how I wanted to make the most of my life and of my most fervent desire to never have to say "I wish I would've". I'm just so proud of myself for continuing this mindset that I forgot I've even had for that long. Here's to keeping up the adventurous life!