Well, it could've been worse.

Greetings, one and all, from slightly overcast Toronto! After all the panic and stress of the last few months (see earlier posts), I finally find myself precariously connected to you through Canadian hostel wifi. Damned exciting stuff, that's for sure. Well, that's what I keep being told at least: "It's so exciting; you'll have a wonderful time - what grand adventures you'll have!" Honestly, I have yet to experience this excitement myself - or even accept the reality of having to live abroad for a year. A year . It seems like such a long time right now, and yet giving myself a month and a half to find a job... That seems like it'll be no time at all. All these thoughts and anxieties, and I'm only just finishing day two. Despite the fact it's actually been going extremely well so far, I've already broken down once. I know that in the past I tend to collapse under multiple stresses, and after talking to my dad for about ten minutes, it all