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10.29.2009
"There she goes again."
Ah, I'm free.
It's such a wonderfull and yet scary feeling that I have. No more work, no more boring town, no chores. All on my own. My own mistakes. My own life. Yes, scary and wonderfull.
While the juice on my i-Pod drained slowley away, I cat-napped against the fire-exit window of the Greyhound bus I was travelling on. Filled with Asians and Hippies, I felt completely comfortable in the hot, dry atmosphere - one that smelled faintly of cinnomin and single-shot vanilla lattes. It is always the way with me. The gentle roar of the engines - loud enough to make you turn your music up louder than it should be, and quietly soothing enough to rock you to sleep. I'm always comfortable on buses.
After arriving at the Kamloops station, I called for my very first solo taxi ride ever. I was confident in my cellular communication abilities however, and caught a cab no problem. My driver was a young man who looked like Robbie's twin. We chatted for the 5 minute comute, about Haloween, my lack of physical boyfriend, his drinking habits. Ride cost $8. It was great.
Although dark and cold, I found Vanessa's house key fairly easily and slipped inside the building, which she shares with 2 other people. It was there that I met Tank, the ridiculously fluffy, large and adorable cat, the jewel of the apartment. He is cute. Hands down. And spoiled - might I add - to stupid ends. It reminded me once again of my lack of cat, and re-illiterated my want of one. I am getting a cat. I know I said it before, but I'll do it again. Final answer.
So, awake after 6 hours of sleep, dressed, re-humanized, ready to go out and find the closet transit station so I can take myself to TRU. No idea when Kim is actually there, but I'm sure I can amuse myself while waiting. Text ehr - shall do that. I forget I have a cell-phone.
Will update this again soon. Love you all!