Today is Canada Day. Happy Canada Day!!!
It marks the day [July 1 1867] when Canada’s three original provinces (Nova Scotia, New Brunswick and the Canada province, which is now Ontario and Quebec) joined as one nation. Don’t worry if you didn’t know, I just learned that too.
There are fireworks, food, festivals. Lots of stuff. Its the time to be proud of Canada and celebrate everything that it has to offer.
But, with everything going on, people celebrated differently. No large crowd events.
I guess I am the exception. I just stayed in pyjamas, in the bed the entire day. No celebrating for me. Unlike other people, I do not have friends, family or have a life to do anything. Sometimes its sad realizing I am not taking advantage of being in my twenties. And as hard as it is to admit, it feels lonely. I don’t depend on other people for my happiness, but sometimes I want to have that friend that I can go out and watch the fireworks with or grab dinner or do something. I love staying in bed doing nothing, but sometimes I want to do something.
A lot of my neighbours are doing fireworks. At first I was a bit annoyed because it loud and it seems to be coming from every direction. But then I decided to open my curtains and lay on my bed in the dark to stare at it. Its beautiful to look at. Or maybe its just me who gets enraptured by the little things.
I don’t usually spend Canada day here. I try to leave before July because that’s when the airfare hikes. The last time I spent July here was in 2015. So I don’t feel any attachment to the holiday or this time of year. I spend it in the Caribbean so being here kinda sucks. And I know I shouldn’t be complaining but I miss my dog. If I had a dog here, I would not be sad.
Honestly, I don’t even know whats going on with this post. I’m not trying to be a grump but I’m just filled with feelings.
PS. Doesn’t it feel weird to have a holiday fall in the middle of the week?