Slipping away

There are things happening, moving so fast I feel like if I stop for even a moment I'm going to fall off. Planning what to do for the rest of your life is a lot easier when the present isn't in so much flux. I have ideas, things I'd like to do if only they'll work out - proving all those Brits right by moving to Canada, but only if the University accepts me for grad school. And then what to do before then? I have dreams of a working holiday in Oz or New Zealand the summer between graduating and grad school, but first everything else has to go right. These days it just seems like that's a lot to ask for.