NOMAD[I]

In one of my digital marketing classes I took, my teacher once said a website is like a baby - if you don’t feed it everyday with new information it will starve to death and die. Harsh I know, but if that’s the case, madiproz.com is one hungry child. So let's feed it some juicy information about what’s going on in "my so-called life"

I guess the biggest news would be I moved back to the true north strong and free and am now living in Vancouver, BC.  I gotta say I'm feeling a bit like a nomad these days and am starting to believe that my name was derived from the word.

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makes sense right?

Moving back to the west coast has been a bit of an adjustment. It’s funny how I'd always complain how fast paced the east coast was, but ever since moving back I've started to realize how much it’s rubbed off on me. I don't think I've ever felt more neurotic in my life. Maybe it's because I'm unemployed, broke, and don't really have that many friends in Vancouver right now, but I swear I'm starting to annoy myself. My need for human interaction is getting to the creepy desperate level. For example- the most exciting part of my day yesterday was when I played charades with a 70 year old Chinese man on the street. We did the guessing game back and forth for about 5 minutes, until I eventually figured out that his phone had died and he was wondering if he could use mine. Unfortunately that interaction was short-lived after he called his friend and left. 

Should have got his number. Oh well.

When am I going to feel like I have my life together? It's weird because I've been told numerous times from people "you really have your life together!"  Which is hysterical, because I don't think I've ever truly felt like I've had my life "together". To be honest, I'm kind of just riding this wave. Figuring out what I like and what I don't like while learning more about myself as an individual. I don't think anyone ever really has their life together. Which is hard to believe in the digitally altered world we live in. It's so easy to perceive someone's life to be perfect, when really I bet they're just as confused and lost as the rest of us. I think it's important to always be humble and share your struggles with your friends and loved ones, because 9 times out of 10 the other person is probably dealing with the same if not more shit than you are. So as I type this out at 1 am, I think the point I'm trying to make is just let's all be real with each other,  I don't have my life together (I'm working on it), and I like to make friends with foreigners on the street.

Now don't judge me on the run on sentences, because mama's tiiiiired. 

KAY GOODNIGHT! 

XO