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A friend recently asked me if I wanted to accompany him on a road trip to the southern states and I must say, considering that I have neither reason to go there nor do I have much interest in the area, I'm surprisingly tempted. I don't know what I'd do in New Mexico, or wherever in particular he intends to go but I know that, if I stay here, I'll just pass the time until I go mad and absolutely have to get out of Dodge. I'll spend all the money saved just to release some stress and then a year later, I'll practically be back where I am. The alternative is to move down south with him, share a place and work under the table for some of his friends until I am faced with some introspective revelation which directs my larger journey. That or simply work there and save until I remember what it is about vancouver, scenery aside, that I love so much and why I've spent the last few years of my life feeling confined here.