Come what may

There is no specific reason that I am writing this post, but I kind of want to do an update on my life at the moment, particularly for those of you who have fallen a little behind.

Now that I've returned from my sailing trip, I know that I can say that my life has greatly changed. I am a completely different person now. I have changed who I devote my thoughts to, what I spend my time doing, even what I drink. And yet, maybe I haven't changed at all. Maybe what really happened is that I have disposed of my mask, and am now living as the person that I have always been.

On the Swift, I met 37 people when I got on. Yes, I knew 9 or 10 already, but what continues to astonish me is that every single person on that ship became m family. I love each and every one of them. Living together with people in the way we did, the closest community you can imagine formed. Imagine that you are walking down the street one day, surrounded by people. You start singing "Heel ya hoy, boys.... Let 'er go, boys...." (Mingulay boat song), and within seconds, every other person around you has joined in. That sort of thing blows me away.

I'll cut to the chase on this one point. She was on the boat. I felt it once, a year ago when I was sailing, but dismissed it because of distance. Now it's happened again, and this time it's not going away so easy. I guess it just felt right, sitting there beside her.

"And there's no mountain too hight, no river too wide,
Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side..."

But now thousands of miles of ocean, mountain, and foothills separate us. I honestly don't think I could handle long distance. If she were in Calgary, I would have no problem chasing her. But look where we are! I hate to be one to say there's no hope, and hey, love can do many great things, but is something even as wonderful as this worth it? Might it be better to go for the fish closer to shore?

Oh Jenny....

And she even loves photography! Why don't I live on the coast???


*sigh*

London Fog
Ever tried it? I'll venture a guess at no. Come to my house and ask for some. I'll make you a mug. It's simply steamed milk and earl grey tea, with a little shot of vanilla. Most amazing drink ever!

Anyways, that's my update for now. I'm giving the benefit of the doubt to the person who didn't respond to my saying goodbye via text, but it was really quite upsetting to hear nothing back from you. Maybe I got my revenge though, because for once, I hardly thought about you at all. So there.