Summer 2014 / Fall 2014
I think, for the first time since last September, I’m finally closer to the right frame of mind to go to school.
I should have dropped out in January and went out to get to make friends with the world. But I didn’t. And, as the saying goes, hindsight is 20/20.
I spent nearly every single day of the last 4 months outdoors. I made an effort to sweat every day, because I heard somewhere that it takes 7 years for your body to replace every cell in it at least once, so I thought I could speed up the process a bit.
I played the sport I love, explored my Province, climbed every mountain, met women, validated my ol’ v-card (I DUN’ DID IT, BITCHEZ), said “yes” to everything that came my way, partied hard, got my first real sunburn, went and got myself a high-paying corporate job that’s all paycheques and private jets, drove aimlessly, napped when I wanted, finished a bunch of previously unfinished TV series (Scrubs, Brooklyn Nine-Nine, Fargo, …), got back into photography, forgave myself for last September, went on dates, sang to someone, made friends, and became an adult.
I’ve never doubted who I am, and I don’t think any amount of “University experience” will change it drastically. But, after the only person I ever loved/trusted broke my heart, I lost that familiar confidence somewhere. Now, I’m not saying I’m old Bambi again, but the darkest days are in the rearview mirror now. I’m ready to meet the universe with open arms… Like I used to.