Traingham

Entering the real world is as pleasant as you would expect; you meet the vibrant and eccentric, you explore the world around you (in my case, the states anyway) and you get to try new cuisine. Of course, then you realize it's harder to maintain close relationships with all of the responsibilities that keep you away, exploring is something you keep off until the weekend since work and school keeps you anchored during the weekdays, and food costs money (s'pecially the good stuff!), but hey, equivalent exchange and all of that, right?

I figure as long as I can get my ideas down on paper (Of which I am simply abound with! I just wish they would translate as well through my pen as they do in my head...) find a nice view to zone out with my thoughts, have a kitchen nearby to let my culinary genius flow (modesty can be a sin too, you know) and lose myself to any good music I can get my hands on I'm pretty content.

My journey to have all of that on a daily basis is carrying me ever onward.

Cooking, reading, running