I heart music.

In the next 6 weeks I plan on seeing the following amazing bands: Converge, Red Chord, Minus the Bear, The Decemberists, Stephen Brodsky, Piebald, A Wilhelm Scream, Bayside, Cursive, Jimmy Eat World, Dear & the Headlights, Saves the Day, Death Cab for Cutie, Thrice, and Circa Survive.

Oh man, I'm exciting just reading the previous paragraph :)

Fuck the destination.

A girl who saved my life told me years ago how it's not about the destination - it's about the journey. Being in high school at the time, I couldn't see any truth in it at all. I honestly thought it was just an excuse for the predicament that i was currently in. Over the years though, this phrase found a way to creep over the line of ridiculousness and onto the side of truth. Little by little, year by year, I believe it to be truer than ever before.

Fuck the destination. It is all about the journey. I don't ever want to arrive. I want to forever be in a constant state of arriving. The instant I realize that I've arrived ::crosses fingers:: will be one of the saddest moments of my life.

Never stop. Never settle. Never be satisfied. The shortest distance between two points is a straight line; I aim to find the path with the most bends, twists, and turns.

Checklist for happiness.

Still jogging after midnight in 20 degree weather? 2 miles tonight. Check.
Still trying to expand my mind everyday? Japanese classes, economics books, and J2EE. Check.
Still writing and recording music? I'm actually listening to some new stuff I just recorded right now. Check.
Still staying light on the feet and constantly moving? I've lived in 2 cities this year alone. Check.
Still exploring the world? Just got back from Montreal and I'm going to DC in 3 weeks. Check.

Life doesn't get any better than this.

Montreal

Montreal was a blast. Even though the weather was a bit extreme (the ever-cruel Mother Nature decided to unleash 55 mph winds while dumping 11 inches of snow on us at the same time), it only made the trip THAT much more unique. I got to hang out in a French microbrewery, a French punk bar, and a French cafe that made amazing coffee at 2 in the morning. Now I can't wait to go back.