Toy Soldiers

"I will love you like goodbye, I will love you like you died, died a martyr for me."

Just an update on my last few weeks I suppose. I moved. Across the province. From a city of 1.1 million people to a town of 55 000 people. Needless to say, I am not very excited about this.

Goodbyes are difficult. Especially when the people you are saying goodbye to are the ones you love the most. They are your closest friends, your co-workers, your family. I was not excited about that. Too many tears were shed, and my iPod on shuffle made it so that I would not forget that I was moving. Every sad song in the world came on during that 8 hour trip.

Apparently I thought this move would end up with sunshine, lollipops and rainbows everywhere. Instead it has been cloudy, rainy, and a shit storm or bad things. I mean, honestly, being around the people I grew up with can be awesome. On the other hand, it's the exact reason I left.

I just need to adjust to living with rednecks who hate the gays. This is my life for the next 355 days.

Namaste

Brennan