Wow! Guys, I’ve been doing this for a year now! How crazy is that?! It’s hard to believe that I started this as a hobby a year ago only to now use it for both my sanity, and to tell my stories. I’m excited about this!
I’ve gone to England on this blog, I’ve hiked random trails around the Okanagan, and I’ve made friends of mine do new things
just so I’m not alone on here. The adventures I get to experience, man I love what I do.
Without all of the people who tune in and read this every chance they have, I really would be nowhere. I’m baffled and grateful. And to the friends who read my work, and the friends I’ve made, thanks for being there for me! I know I say it a lot, but I really do love all of you.
I’ve been going through quite a bit lately with understanding trauma and growing
for what feels like the first real time as a person. There’s a category of posts tagged under mental health here, and I’m appreciative that I can talk about those things. Being able to put what I’m feeling into words helps me understand what’s going on, and gives me the chance to work on it in a healthy manner.
I love what I do, and I can see myself doing this for at least another year. This is, was? the best decision and hobby I ever threw myself at. Writing is just, I don’t think I have the words, it’s everything I really needed to control my heart and mind. I feel at peace behind this keyboard. And being able to take pictures of the world around me to show some adventures I get to take, this blog has really become my baby in a way. Many of you know more of what I do in a week than my family does. It’s weird how hobbies can change a person isn’t it?
As a thanks to helping me grow,
and as a challenge to myself because I should have posted this forever ago, I’ve decided to post the opening paragraph to that book I still haven’t finished. That’ll be on the bottom of this page, and I am freaking out a bit over doing it, but now that I’ve said it I kind of have to. No one has read that yet, and I mean that.
Before I go for today, I figured some shameless plugs for myself are in order. Because I have things like Patreon, Instagram, Twitter, and with this being what I want to do as a career, I would love it if you checked them out. You all are amazing, and I cannot thank you enough. Have an amazing day and stay safe out there!
Today has been interesting. I’ve never been surrounded by so many bland people. What is the point of drinking until you pass out? I guess that’s what I get for having hobbies and no real friends. I’d much rather be at home reading, or playing cards. Young adults with raging hormones are battling everywhere for attention and alcohol. Man, I’m fucking tired. And the music; oh my God this music is ass.
“Hey babe,” sparks up from behind me.
“Oh hey,” crap, what a lackluster response.
“You alright?” Tones of kindness and love bring joy to my heart. How sweet, the poor guy is worried about me.
“Yeah cutie, I’m fine. I don’t know, I guess I’m just tired.”
“Okay, well if you need me at all, I’m going to be over by the food tent.” His heads up of where he’s going is wholesome.
Too bad this world is boring. Our reality is just a bunch of people trying to make their way in a world that doesn’t want them. If only my world had something worthwhile going on. Magic, airships, literally anything at this point would make life worth my damn time: all I want is a hint of excitement. Well, at least I have food I guess.
This food tent is mediocre: breakfast from a cheap fast food joint and an insult of an attempt at handmade food line the tables. Why serve breakfast with alcohol? Doesn’t dinner, or even greasy American food pair better? It doesn’t help that rain started pouring down. Today is just another waste of my time.
“Babe! Look at what I found!” The only thing in this world I really care about is him, isn’t that strange? “It’s your favourite!”
Oh hey: tequila! And it’s my favourite too!