7 days without prayer makes one weak
I've been trying really hard not to start this until I was in the clear, "on the road" so to speak, but I suppose a week early isn't that bad. Gives me an opportunity to lay out all the weirdness that's happening lately, and create a good introduction while I have the time and resources now.
It's just really strange how everything happens at once, especially when your trying hard to keep it together. There's no doubting that when you finally make a decision to chase a goal, your faced with more challenges. Rather I think you notice things as bigger challenges in a new circumstance. I made the decision to backpack around the world months ago, and I have a an idea in my mind of how I want to do it. I've worked really hard at trying to prepare myself, and sell everything I own, minimize my life into a 37 liter bag. My tools, and a change of clothes. I've set up a server to backup files and do some work abroad. I figure I've learnt enough skills to be able to get by anywhere I rest my head and temporarily call home.
The last couple months have had they're share of challenges. The server I set up died, and cost me a new power supply (should be working just days before I leave) followed by my laptop adapter sparking and catching fire. That's now fixed and ready to go. Two weeks ago my camera died in my hands and forced me to buy another one. Last week I got summoned for jury duty... how damn random is that? Many would see these as signs to stop what I'm doing and stay clear of danger. Myself I'm embracing everything that has happened (hell of a lot more not mentioned above) as a scream from life to get ready and go. As soon as possible. Before anything else goes wrong. I belong on the road, I need to be in my element and explore. I have so much to learn and see, and I hope to help as many along the way as I can. Now I'm down to my last week, my last four gigs this weekend, and a city full of snow. It never snows this much in Vancouver, and it's making things difficult to wrap up. Nonetheless have a passport, my pack, and some clothes and money. If I weren't waiting for someone to leave with, I'd be gone by now.
6 gigs in 4 days, get rid of the last of my belongings, say a few more good byes, and survive the 53hr drive across canada in the winter. Then its home for my grandfather's birthday. I will not miss this for the world. It's been too long since I've spent it with him. A quick trip to Hamilton Ontario for a few days, and then back to Timmins for a long awaited christmas with my family. I haven't spent the holidays with them in 5 years and I'm nervous and anxious to see them all. This is probably the most important part of my travels, since my family means the world to me, and it's been hard not to have them around for the last few years. Knowing I'll be away indefinitely when I leave there will be even harder.
Back to Vancouver time though, where I've made and adopted new orphaned families. I will miss you all terribly and can never thank you enough for the support, the memories, the love, and making my last few years here some of the most amazing in my life. I will be back to visit I promise. You all better subscribe to this blog or I'll be back sooner to kick you asses. My roommate and best friend Kevin who's inheriting my apartment and taking care of the precious server while I'm abroad, I hope you enjoy Vancouver as much as I did. Don't forget to go out for walks on the drive and be a part of the life there. It's not all about school and studying. There's a whole world out there waiting to meet you and help you progress in this life. More then any education will ever be able to give you. My best friend John who's gonna be the proud new father of my baby Gambit. You better not fuck with my dog bro, I have a telepathic relationship with him, and I'll get him to tear your ass to shreds if you fuck up man. Remember who kidnapped you a took you across the country to a world of opportunity, but I'm proud of you John, you impress me everytime. Just don't get caught jacking off stalefish to gay porn. It's not good for your reputation. haha. Colin, my bro out west. You take those new toys and show everyone out there some good art, some good entertainment, and get your name out there man. You got the skills and the tools now. I know you'll do well. Keep Brent in line, and get him to take more chances in life. Like wearing plaid, and to stop thinking he's not looking good unless he thinks so. I see the ladies looking at him.
Wow I think I can go on thanking people for a while, but you might never come back to read this blog again if I keep it up. Just a few more though, it's important to me. Dave, we argue but grow from it. I'll miss the interesting conversations, you know I love you. Ill-Esha, sorry we haven't gotten to gaze, but thank you for all your great thought sharing. I'll see you somewhere soon. Dan, good luck in Israel, and thanks for being my party partner in crime. We will hook up somewhere else soon. Natasha for great haircuts and good ears to hear me rant. Jalisa for great late talks. Karlie for adventures, Zu, Dayle, Sacha, Xaaq, Nej(Jag memories), Alicia(ma belle, une autre paix j'espair), Linds(I'll never dance the same), Nada(Snow date), Lina, Stav, Chris(the last 3 kept me in good coffee moods for years), ............. I'm scared to leave anyone out..... Everyone one on the Drive for all the love.
Anyway if you've made it through that thanks for your patience. I would have just skipped across it all checking for my name, and then getting to the rest of this blog.
I have met some of the most amazing people in East Van, most I know I'll hear stories about far away in other countries. Most likely I'll be telling everyone the stories of my time here. You'll all be world famous before I die! hehe Some of you won't even need me to tell the stories, I think you'll get there on your own just fine. There are a few peeps I haven't said anything about, because I'm still a little sensitive about everything. Know that you've had the biggest impacts on my life and for that I'm grateful. We will see each other again.
There are going to be some pretty crazy blogs coming soon, if I know my friends and the path I've set out for. There won't be a dull moment to speak of for the next while. This post needed to be said, and with that outta the way, I feel a little more confident about doing this whole online public journal thing. Hey maybe I'll actually become somewhat of a good writer as well.
Peace,
ken



3 Comments:
=) you're already a great writer! As i read On the Road I will think of you no doubt as Kerouac's main man. I've said lots to you already and just know I'm always going to be here for you. With that, LET GO and JUMP IN!!! ^___________^ xoxoxoxoxox...
throwback. . .
hey ken, want to meet at the park? bring a coffee for me with 2 sugars and cream from napolia. Don't forget my snuggley boyfriend. throw your laundry in beforehand if you have to and then we can sit under the tree with the rose or we can lie in the snow atop the little cement hill, listening to california youth or whatever else is on my mp3 player. meet you there, tomorrow at one. I'll bring the chocolate cream puffs from the bakery. gnor oiy lay! Ting Yut Geen!
s2 deelah.
(can you really blame me for having a day dream out loud?)
...you know i scanned through there and looked for my name. nuthin. :p
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