In case it was not apparent from the last post, I arrived safely in Vancouver yesterday. I came to my new home, die kommune, where I will live with Eric, Hendrik, and another new kommunist, Tom. After putting down my bags and sitting on the couch I realized that I really did not know what I would do next. I was so tired, so out of it. In the end I took a long walk in the afternoon, bought some towels, sat in a cafe for a bit, picked up some groceries, had some supper, and went to bed at 8pm. Figured that would be late enough to help get passed the jet lag but no. It is 3:30am and I have been up since 1:30.

Tomorrow I get back to my thesis. I want to finish it (the draft, all content is there part) before going home for thanksgiving. I don’t know if that is possible, but I will try. I might also buy a rice cooker, was reading that Forum Home Appliances downtown sells good ones….oh it is so weird to be starting life over again (in some way).

But part of me does not feel like settling down. I walked by a travel agency yesterday and saw packages for vacations in Turkey and some other places. It seemed really really appealing to me. Maybe because I haven’t arrived in Vancouver and felt “oh this is home”. There is disconnection to here and disconnection to Japan and I feel like, while I am disconnected from everywhere, I might as well let myself get lost anywhere.

So I could buy a rice cooker. I could take my things from storage and make my new room a cozy home. Or I could keep my backpack and suitcase in a visible place, a reminder that in six or eight months from now I might pick things up and go. But then there is the money factor. Right now I can afford a rice cooker but not another plane ticket. Probably job first, travel later.

Oh choices…