always danger...
I'm sitting in the middle of my bed, in my bedroom, trying to eat a fruit salad that I don't really want.I haven't updated in a few days mostly because I wanted to post some interesting photos but they never came from my camera. It feels like there is nothing to shoot here, I'm almost positive that I'm missing something. There must be something that I can take pictures of. I know I'm waiting on the ocean ice to break up and to see the water lapping at the shore line. I hope that will bring photos.

A little over a week from now, I will be in a plane heading to Northern Ontario. I can't wait. We're supposed to fly out on Tuesday (not sure of time) and it's only around a 5 hour flight. Then a three hour drive to my parents house where I will make up with Buckley and tell him he is the only one for me.

I hope he believes me.

The past two days have flown by. Feels like only a few hours ago that it was Friday and I was glad to be off. But I was called into work on Saturday. The drawback of being the only social worker in town is that I have to be on standby all the time.

I've been thinking about New York a little lately. Wondering if that will be my next landing pad or not. Not really a stretch to find work there, and the pop culture of living in that specific city. Might as well go and branch out since there isn't anything that has me tethered to a specific place. Of course, this is in a couple of years, not the immediate future. Maybe there won't be a New York in a couple of years.

Been thinking about the painting issue. I think I will buy some canvas and have it shipped up here with the rest of my move stuff (my employer pays for the cost of moving) but they will only be smaller canvases. Like, 3 by 4 feet or so. I have all of my paint at my parents, so if I pick up some brushes I'll be set to go. I guess we'll see...

In any event, although it's only 8:33 p.m I'm going to try for some sleep and see how that goes. I give up on this slimy fruit salad. Ugh.

toodles.
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