This month feels like a big milestone in my life, and not just because of the move. This month is going to be the month I really turn my life around, and actually do what I've felt I needed to for a long time now. I'm taking some time to think through all of my conflicts carefully, choosing what things need to be started, what things need to be ended, what things need more work and what things have to be dropped. I want my things, my body, my head and my heart to be organized and ready to really focus on making things happen for myself. I'm sort of hoping that this way I can nurture things that need growth, get rid of things that hold me back and -most importantly- make room for new things in my life.

Speaking of new good things, I've had my very own new kitten for about a month now, and I have nothing less than epic love for him. He's a white Maine Coon with gorgeous eyes, golden with green centers and dark orange outlining the iris. His ears and paws are huge and we suspect he's going to be a big giant like his father.

Maine Coons are rather special cats, much bigger than other domestic cat breeds and known as "the cats with dog personalities", very friendly and smart. Mine however was a misfit in his family, shy, antisocial and confused. He's still terribly quirky, but with time and patience I slowly managed to socialize him and now he's even getting very fond of the other people and cats in the house. I'm really glad I decided to get him and not just any cat, because he's clearly my kitten soul-friend.

In much less adorable and relevant but still making-me-happy-woo! news, I ended up buying some purple manic panic. At first I was going to wait till I was all out of red then switch the red for purple, but I'm really liking the combination of the two colours in my hair and think I'll be keeping that style for a while. I get really amusing looks everywhere I go.

And in most recent news, I found myself wandering around downtown aimlessly yesterday and made a rather big impulsive purchase. That's right ladies and gents, Freya's now the owner of a gorgeous black acoustic Dean guitar. A lot of people say that at almost 19 I'm way too old to learn an instrument and be much good at it, but I felt really inspired when I held him at the store and have already started trying to stumble my way through the first few awkward months of learning guitar. Besides, I was given a really nice back-pack style bag for him, on the house. I don't know what his name will be yet but I'm sure we'll have a lot of great times.

Pictures of the kitten and guitar coming soon.

Later 'gaters.

As most of you may know, I've been very quiet for a while now. I've kept to myself with few exceptions and spent most of my time preparing, thinking, and observing. Eventually analysis lead to decisions, and those decisions resulted in choices both big and small aimed towards ending many destructive cycles in my life.

( All of this got me to thinking... )

As creatures that could die any second in any number of ways I think it's great to strive towards what we feel will make us happy, but incredibly foolish to link all of our fulfillment to a single accomplishment. I think people often find that obsessing over one thing often ends up cheapening the experience. In light of this, it's become my goal to persevere in my struggles and open up to good experiences wholeheartedly without becoming so entangled in them that I lose my thirst to quest for the next ones.