Brownvagabonder's Blog

Finally, yesterday after bugging about 2o of my friends through text messages, I got someone to come with me to waterfront. I took the subway there, finally getting to use the metropass I bought for the month. There is a Waterfront festival going on at this time, so it was really cool. We got to see this Cuban singer with his band. For free! Which is my favorite kind of concert. I did buy some street meat (yum!) and an apple ( I know, bad Shikha, but I really needed some fibre and goodness after that streetmeat and it only cost about 69 cents), which total cost me $5.60. So all in all, it was a pretty cheap night, but really fun.

The cuban band played amazing music and random people in the crowd started dancing with each other, it was amazing. I went with two friends, and it was so much fun. I was dancing around on my own while they played, and it really made me want to go learn salsa or go to a salsa club. The funny thing is that it didn’t make me want to have a boyfriend, and usually these kind of things make me want to have a boyfriend. Cos, I see the girls, hugging and kissing their guys and it usually invokes something in me. But yesterday, I was happy, standing there in my cool linen pants and I was glad, that I was on my own, so I could do these impulse of the moment things, and not have anyone else to worry about.

I took the subway back as well and that was loads of fun, I sat and read a book of mine. I’m so glad I am the kind of person I am. Listening to the girls who were with me, chat about how they were afraid to walk around at night by themselves in Toronto ( the safest city in the world, according to me), I was thinking, I’m really happy that I am not afraid of being on my own. I spend so much time on my own, walking around, and eating, that I am totally comfortable being on my own in any situation. Its totally fine with me. And I’m happier for it. I dont always need someone to be with me.

I had the weirdest dream last night as well. I have a lot of odd dreams, but they are never really the dreams I feel I can analyze, as they seem too open and direct in what they are trying to tell me. For example, I dreamt last night, that I went to my birth town and was sitting and teaching the kids there Maths. And then I decided to grab a bicycle and roam from place to place and meet up with childhood friends of mine, who hadn’t changed at all since I had last seen them, and seemed to sitting in the same spot as when I last saw them. Does this mean, that I feel like going back to my birthplace and my childhood towns, and visiting them? I dont know if that makes sense. I have always been adamant that I dont want to go back to the places that I have already been to, there are so many amazing places in the world to see. Its my duty to see all the rest of them, before going back to the ones that I have already seen. But who knows?

Maybe my subconscious knows me better than me ( probably), and I will eventually end up going back to the places I used to live in when I was younger. That would be fun, I guess. I had always imagined when I left those places to come to N.America, that I would eventually do great things and people will know me, just by my name. Obviously, that hasn’t happened, which I’m happier for, otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to do a world trip without drawing attention to myself.

Now I am going to go eat something and then I have kind of a jampacked day, where I am going to do some errands, and then go meet up with some friends downtown again. Hopefully, it’s another cheap night, as I have 12 dollars in my wallet, and I dont want to take out more money until next weekeend.