It's a good thing I've been rather successfully carrying out an "anything goes" policy in relation to my life lately. Seriously, whatever happens, I'm okay with it. My brother hates me, whatever. My 1G CF card craps out halfway through my holiday, that's life. My aunt books us into a woman's something or other retreat during my upcoming visit to Toronto, cool.

It's a really good thing I'm not so into control anymore. My family decides to end our Oregon adventure early and retreat to our multiple star condo in the mountains for an extra four days, whatever. I get a week to get ready for my Great Fall Expedition which will see me traveling across three provinces, camping on numerous relatives couches and hitchhiking across New Brunswick with various relations, yeah, I can deal with that.

I haven't seen my girlfriend, who is probably not my girlfriend, who is a good two years younger than me, and who I'll probably never kiss, and who I barely go anywhere near at all because A)All I think about when I do touch her is "Will I get killed for this in some grimy alley," and B)I haven't see her in a good week, that's not the end of the world.

I haven't seen my best friend in 48 days and counting, but I still love her more than I'll ever love anyone else, and that's okay, cause I'll see her soon.

It's funny cause this sort of thing used to have me writhing with stomach ulcers, or sleeping constantly, not eating, etc. I see my family so wound up they're about to fly off unto outer space like those StarDancer toys I played with as a kid, and I just sit there quietly thinking, It's all going to be okay.