Tomorrow I leave for a two week jaunt through Northern BC hitting all the high spots with a visit to my absolute favourite of all BC towns (insert highly sarcastic tone here) Mackenzie. Everyone working for our company has a particular place they irrationally hate, for some it’s Trail, others it’s Fort Nelson (which is a close second for me), but for me Mackenzie definitely takes first prize. I think it’s because Mackenzie was the first trip I ever did when I was 18 and lets just say that the experience scarred me. So thankfully I’m only in Mackenzie for a night or two then I’ll be back to normal society.
Last night thoughts of life in Vancouver really came back to me hard and resulted in disturbing dreams all night. The dreams weren’t disturbing in the typical sense of horror or whatever else a disturbing dream connotes but rather they focused on all the good times I had and omitted any reference to the bad times. Needless to say by the time I woke up I was almost let down to see that I’d awoke next to Okanagan Lake in Vernon, poor me. It’s funny what our subconscious can try and tell us.
I am dying to go out and party right now though. The recent bout of sitting at home watching movies on weekends just isn’t really doing it for me anymore. I need a little fun and excitement. I really think a trip to Vancouver is in order.
The grass is as green as it needs to be! A good mantra to remember.
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