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This is what it could look like when one completely deconstructs a life as one knows it, and how to build from the ground up. Alternatively, this is a fresh look at an old story. The fine art of falling apart.

pairing up with polar bears

It looks as thought I may be going to Nunavut for that job mentioned awhile back. I got the offer this morning and have been mulling over the possibilities in my mind since then. I've pretty much decided to take the job on a temporary basis, for a number of reasons. The first reason being I will actually have a job. The second reason being it will give me an opportunity to save enough to build a nest egg with which to live on when I move back to Southern Ontario.

The job sounds interesting and the place (although cold) sounds exciting, what with the walrus and polar bear that hang around on a daily basis. Just the thought is inspiring the possible photographs in my mind.

Finally, I see a meager light at the end of the tunnel I've been stuck in. Something at last, to entertain my starving brain.

Other than the isolation factor, there isn't really any reason why I shouldn't take the job.

Sleep has been good the past few days, something I'm always on the watch for. And I finally decided to clean my bedroom after hibernating in it for so long. It was worth the effort I think. But I have to go, Scarface is on. You know me and Pacino. Two peas in a pod.

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  • Blogger Peter says so:
    Tuesday, March 11, 2008 7:05:00 AM  

    Em said last night, "Did Gish tell you her news?" And I said that she/you hadn't. Em refused to tell me herself, which is very respectful of Gish/you.

    Now I know. I hope it turns out wonderfully for you, although speaking from experience, I's say that isolation is not to be underestimated.

    Where in Nunavut? top