the planning process is sorta caught between work, christmas, the great gatsby and english lit assignments and i seem to be caught in a travel-planning rut.
however it’s late and i’m sitting on my bathroom floor exploring the interwebs.
i seem to have found myself stumbling over june festival dates in the uk, dreaming of sunshine, the kooks, and british bands i don’t know.
canadian winter, oh the things you do to me.
i have resolved to start planning more tho. even if it’s just reading a page per day of lonely planet. still gotta get that ISIC card, specify my plans and figure out what on EARTH to do with my hair. oh heavens what a dilemma.
wishing i could stay in the uk for glastonbury and wishing my mind would shut down and go to freakin SLEEP.
rock steady world. ❤