Pursuit of happiness

I lost sight of the big picture. That sums it up, I lost sight of the big picture. I gave up hope. I threw in the white towel, I said enough. I gave up hope and that's when I lost it. I was so certain that I had completly tossed aside the thoughts of this trip until now. I can see clearly now, as ultimate lame as that sounds. Every day I wake up and complain about the mundane. Rising with a to do list and falling asleep clutching the same. It doesn't change. Day in, day out. The days blurr with little definition between one and the other. It's no way to live, falling asleep behind the glow of a computer screen, waking to the same set routine. It's not me, not anymore. I have dreams and ambition. I need adventure. This is exactly what I need. I need to get out and see the world. Sure, Calgary is my playground but I've grown out of it. It's as comforting and reassuring as a toddler swing. Until now where yes, I can fit but you risk the chance of getting stuck. Stuck in the routine. Stuck with mediocrity. Just, well, stuck. And I can already feel it coming. I'm on this downward slop into another major rut but this time I have an out. But now I have this and I'm gonna do everything in my power to get there. Because I can't not. I just can't not do it.