A lot of things happening these days. Work and otherwise. In short I've been busy with:

1. packing and selling;
2. moving arrangements, bickering with D what I should and shouldn't move;
3. trying to absorb everything about this city and remember what I like so much that I'm pretty sure I will forget soon anyway;
4. getting use to the idea of not coming back here and seeing the ppl I've been seeing everyday for the past 7 years or so;
5. packing.

I do think relationship with friends is significantly different when you are away from your immediate family. Or maybe friendship is different when you are older, I don't know, for me it happened at the same time so I can't tell. As much as you/they want to, you realize even family can't be there for you all the time. You have to trust yourself to be lucky enough that maybe one out of 10 of your friends will be there for you when you need them. When they do you realize sometimes human relationships are just human relationships, ppl can fail you, blood or not. For the same reason ppl can genuinely care for you, blood or not. I'm naive that way. They might not give you their kidneys if you need them, but happiness is about managing expectations.

In other notes, a colleague of mine has been on my case forever for not wanting to be canadian. I'm limiting career my options, he said, which is completely irrational. Whatever changes you think you can make, you can't do it to the full potential if you limit your own opportunities. He's right, in a sense. Let's just say recent events have me felt there is a possibility that I will not regret it.

In other other notes, this coffee place is playing all the music I know. I should befriend whomever making the music choices.