freakpirate

Well I'm back in Edmonton. Getting on the plane this morning was the hardest thing in the world. Every part of me was screaming to turn around and go back. I know I'm better off financially being here but that doesn't make it hurt any less.

I just had the most amazing week in Toronto. Nothing went wrong. Not a damn thing. It was perfect and having to give that up, even temporarily, is killing me. I think the only positive aspect of having to leave is that I know what I want, I know what I'm going to do and there is nothing short of Hell that can stop me from getting it now.

Also... I was reading a report in the paper today about a survey taken on what Canadians think is immoral. Only 81% of Canadians think that pedophilia is immoral. I'm really wondering what the fuck is wrong with 19% of my country.

This morning on the harbour
When I said goodbye to you
I remember how I swore
That I'd come back to you one day
And as the sunset came to meet
The evening on the hill
I told you I'd always love you
I always did and I always will