It's More Than Official
I leave in 47 days. I’m moving to London in 47 days. Today in London, a Royal Wedding. Today in Calgary, I got my visa. I got up at 2:30 am to watch the wedding. I snuggled into my blankets on my couch and enjoyed. I was awake anyways. I snoozed during the “church stuff”, after the vows. I woke up for the kiss on the balcony. I have so much to do, so many people to see....
Spent the last five minutes figuring out my sober to drunk facebook profile pic ratio. It ain’t pretty.
What If It Was You?
All this time and everything’s changed but I still feel the same All good things eventually end and get washed down the drain What a disaster it would be if you discovered that I cared A little too much for friends but not enough to share What if it was you? You that I needed all along I felt like a fool Now that I’m sure that I was wrong It had to be you. It had to be you. It had to...
Today I’m going to get a new camera… because the last one did so well. I am cursed. I have broken or lost every camera I have owned in the last six years within a year of purchasing it.
So it begins.
It’s started in earnest now… the leaving. The first farewell party has been planned. Days have been set aside in my calendar to de-junk my house. I’ve started to source the purchase of my third and final suitcase. Next weekend I’m drivng to Edmonton, in part to complete my visa application. I am also staying for three days so that I can see my Edmonton friends and say my...