Much Ado About Nothing

I suppose it has been awhile. That phrase is starting to become a redundancy in my blog as of late. The lack of consistent, interesting events in my life has interfered with frequent postings in the blog. That and finals have just taken their toll. Hopefully my wanderlust into Scandinavia in two days shall cure this platitudinous posting.

I feel like I've missed a step lately. I was never good with taking breaks off of school or work and an extended vacation period (especially one that I'm unfamiliar with: Cornell gets 4 weeks off, whereas at Michigan, I was accustomed to my one week of solitude + WSC) provides the illusion that I'm getting dumber over this period of time. I can almost feel myself slowing down: my sentences are fragmented, I am reluctant to get out of bed (mind you that during my typical day at school, I rise with the sun and average about 4-5 hours of sleep a night), and I find myself struggling to find things to do.

I'm displaying the typical symptoms indicative of a workaholic. A conversation with a friend tonight revealed my obsession for a regimented lifestyle: for my upcoming vacation, I have detailed a 12 page itinerary outlining all the places/things I'd like to see, hostels we are staying at, flight times and reference numbers and even subway train times. What the hell is the matter with me? I'm not calling myself a carefree, laid-back vacationer, but this over-the-top, finicky attitude all too much resembles that of my father. Vacations with my family were oftentimes intense, all-day excursions attempting to cover every square foot of a given location. Not to say they weren't fun, but they lacked the unconstrained, vivacious adventure that I often sought when traveling to countries such as Egypt or Thailand.

Given these words, I've made a decision. This trip, while not completely unplanned (hey, that's like asking me to quit cold-turkey) will display more spontaneity and unpremeditated behavior than that of previous vacations. For those of you who know me well, I like having my life in order. But the older I get, the more liberation I seek with my life (and if you've seen me grow in the last two or three years, you can attest to this). Not necessarily chaos, but more learning from a more abstract random lifestyle.

With that said, I'm signing off from the blog for a good two weeks as I venture into the unkwown of Scandinavia. Copenhagen for New Years should be a debaucherous blast. Pictures will follow. Happy Holidays everyone.



Ipod: Bonnie Somerville - Winding Road