Sheridan (my dream).

See that tiny little red-highlighted area? That's a place called Oakville. It's far away from Saskatoon. But by this time next year, I hope to be in at the Trafalgar residence by the Trafalgar campus that contains the school of animation arts and design, likely curling up with a good book on my very own rented bed. I will be tired, because I spent a long day in the city doing something of valued importance; maybe completing an out-of-home assignment, getting food, doing laundry, or using the valuable transit services to visit Lake Ontario (as polluted as it is, I'm sure it's beautiful). Or maybe a couple hours earlier I was at the athletics and recreation department, doing yoga or working out in the cardio room. I could have been visiting some nearby area with a couple friends, chewing gum, or laughing at some kid who was picking their nose in public. But either way, I'd be tired and in bed by now. Because by this time next year, I will likely have spent all of my energy in an eventful day. I will go to bed early because it'll be my time to use as profittably as I see fit, and I will want to be well-rested so that my week of classes this coming week will be just as well-spent as the last.