A goal…or a reasonable facsimile of one

Time to tell you something that’s been on my mind for about a week now. I wanted to think about it a little before broadcasting it via Scatterthought, but now I’m ready.

I plan to move to Vancouver in 2008.

Based on recent scatterthoughts, you may or may not have seen that coming. Like I said, I’ve thought about it for awhile, and I feel like I need the change of scenery to get my life moving again. However, I’m not saying that it will definitely happen–I’m just planning it.

I’ve talked a lot about lacking goals, or subconsciously refusing to set them, as the case may be. Well, now I’m setting a goal. Over the course of the next year, I’ll start preparing to move to Vancouver by pulling out of my responsibilities, saving up money (cuz housing is crazy expensive out there), and enjoying the time I have left with my friends in Ontario. In the meantime, something interesting might happen. I might find a great job or get into a solid relationship. Or both. If that’s the case, the plan might get derailed, and I’m not against that happening.

I just like having a goal to work toward. That’s something I’ve lacked for far too long.

Scratch that.

I’ve never really had a goal to work toward.

For the most part, I’ve coasted through life on a combination of talent, skill, and luck…not necessarily in that order. But it’s about time I put my mind to something specific, and something that’s just for me.

It’s about time that I really wanted something.

So, by the summer of 2008, I hope to have left Ontario and set up shop in Vancouver. I’m not sure what I’m going to do out there, or where I’m going to live. I don’t know how I’ll get my cats out there, or how much it’s going to cost me to move. I don’t know what I’ll do about my house or my car or…hey, I’ve got a whole year to figure it out.

Instead of posting this on Scatterthought, I was just going to let it come up in conversation. But I’ve already spread the news to some of my friends, and realized that I might as well post it so I don’t have to repeat myself too much.

Besides, this is the type of thing that should really be captured in my journal.

As for why I feel like moving…it just feels right. Just over a week ago I was walking along the street in Vancouver and it felt like I belonged there. Then I came back to Ontario, and it still felt like I belonged in Vancouver.

That’s never happened before.

I’ll miss everyone and most things about Ontario, but I’m looking forward to the future.

And that’s definitely something I haven’t felt in a long time.