learning to free myself...from myself.

koosters and i had the chance to briefly talk the other night, and spent a moment in realization of how much we've "grown up". she's one of my oldest friends in vancouver, and is someone who has experienced the most growth with me (especially since we decided to enter the same program at SFU). she's going through a co-op term currently, and i've been experiencing my "quarter-life crisis"...and we're both a bit, shall we say... RESTLESS.

we had a semi-epiphany on tuesday night: we realized that we're pretty far along in our university life, and that the whole concept of "high school" has become so distant (I know, I know....it's only been a bit more than three years). but i guess, my point is...it got me thinking about all the things that i've abandoned from the past.

a few things I loved in high school:
1) painting
2) entering video/writing contests
3) reading
4) writing
5) non-sensical jamming + writing music + recording (although we did little of it)

obviously, with the busy university lifestyle, i've had to abandon some of these things. although i still read and write (this blog counts, right?), I've erased those other parts of my life. thinking about the past reminded me of how much i loved those activities - and in a quest to find that joy, i decided to paint and write music again.

the search for nostalgia evolved in a new found comfort in doing these activities. i'm finally finishing my "big fish" painting (not of an actual big fish...but inspired by the film) and just finished writing a song i've been fumbling with for a while (give or take...I'm still working on certain parts of the lyrics). I realize that...sometimes we've just got to let ourselves rest and revel in the things that makes us feel "at home"...