familiar yet foreign

the big move out west climaxes tomorrow when the moving company shows up to transport my things to Vancouver. i saw my family tonight for the first time in six months, and a few of them asked me why i was moving so far away - why to BC? the truth is, i can't really answer that right now, except to say that i've always wanted to move out there, so i am.

being in toronto has been intensely comfortable. I know what neighbourhoods are where, and the bike-friendly route around toronto. it's so nice to see old friends, and stay in my old apartment. i was reading back in my journal today, where i made a comment that i always feel fucked up when i leave a location. i guess that the roadtrip was preparation for the actual move... making toronto just another place to leave.

i have two different places to stay out west, and three different part time jobs lined up between squamish and vancouver. i have an interview for a full time job next week, and need to find an apartment by June 1. this is more than a crossroads of life, it's a freakin' cloverleaf interchange.