well.... there's nothing left to say.
its gonna be raining in vancouver when we get there.
I cut my hair. I cut my hair. It is some kind of ... symbolic shedding of weight, letting go of attachments, and it feels so good.
This trip is imminent now. The visa has been more or less secured, (that is a novel unto itself).... so now i'm just wondering what i'm gonna take for a coat?
I don't want to take a too big and bulky coat. ... As nice as it is to have a really warm, cozy cocoon of a coat... i really only need it for two months and i don't really want to pack it around for the other 3. Know what i mean? i'm sure you do. Blankets are a dime a dozen in Rishikesh, wool blankets... and the height of fashion in December and January is to be wrapped up to the tops of the ears in one.
And still the packing heap grows in the corner of my room. I am remembering that i really missed warm fuzzy underclothes two winters ago in northern india. Getting long johns or soft underlayers was almost as challenging as procuring suitable underwear or shoes. So I am bringing long sleeves and pants this time, to keep me cozy.
And Rajni. i am bringing along rajni. Rajni is the first cousin of Raj. And although Raj is an elephant and Rajni is clearly a hippopotamus of the stuffed and furry variety, regardless... they are tight. Raj, the elephant stuffy, will stay in Canada with my friend steph, while Rajni adventures east to far away lands with me. She will double as my companion and pillow for the next few months. Enduring the many plane, train and automobile rides involved in our impending journey. I have specially selected her to accompany me as I anticipate both her company and soft plushness will comfort me on the journey. My mom has 27 pairs of earplugs...and I, I have Rajni. :)
Ok. I am being silly, i admit, but what else is there to do? life is so insanely silly. really. silly. as serious as i try to get, at the end of the day... its all one big joke!
enjoy.
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