It's been a long 6 weeks (and I mean LOOOOOONG), but I'm finally back. I've a few things to catch up on, not least of cleaning this dump up (the boy used it over the summer and left me a whopping 6 squares of Toilet Paper. Thank you, Son, Thank you very much. And a fridge full of spoiled milk, cottage cheese, yogurt, etc.). The last 6 weeks - hectic, Summer never took off as it should have, then the ferry strike, homelessness in September awaiting the layoff, quite possibly the rainiest September on record spent swinging in a hammock in the forest behind the restaurant, then finally the layoff, a trip to the Island to visit the boy, to New Westminster to see Nick Cave, a few days lost around Nelson waiting, waiting...
Anxiety has been growing, a knot in the pit of my stomach, time to get things done, prospecting ended early, too early, no spoilers here, and the hammock - not the place, the space I need to complete creative projects, and so I've been in limbo, waiting, waiting to finally get back to Calgary - Thanksgiving with the crew from the restaurant, farewells, everyone in the end got the layoff, the ferry strike destroyed business, and it's time, it's overdue for me to get home...
And finally, finally I am. A shame, there was a rave on Saturday I wanted to attend, but this waiting, this idling, a thousand unfinished things, it's doing me in.
A thousand unfinished projects. An emptier - but still unpacked (and by now very dusty and dirty) apartment. Things still to sell, notes still to burn, paintings still to do, and a hell of a lot of blogging to catch up on.
Anyways - I'm back, the blog will slowly resume. I apologize, it's going to lack some narrative structure, there's a ton of notes to go through, and I'll be jumping back and forth and if you can't figure it out I don't blame you but probably you can, will, and so I'll jump all about and you can arrange the events, etc. as you choose. I'm glad you're still with me.