and so it begins...

I had a feeling about this year. Certainly it hasn’t been a ho hum year so far.

The last half of 2008 was bumpy. Moved into an awesome studio space. Got closer to a girlfriend who lives far away (Amazing). She had to go back home. (B00) Got closer still to other girlfriends who live in Van. (Really wonderful) Got dumped by someone who wasn’t right for me. (Still sucked though). Single again. (Fine) Prospects in dirtbag climbing town, um, few and far between. (Not so fine) The shortage of interesting and intelligent converstation and stimulii was definitely getting to me.

I got really down. Not suicidal but definitely NOT happy. I needed to get away for a bit so off to Toronto I went.

When I came back here after my most recent visit home to TO, I was positive that this was going to be my last winter in Squamish. I was done. Fed up. Tired of the grey skies and incessant rain. Feeling my brain scream at me for underuse. Mad at this small place for not being the Parkdale I loved.

But I told myself that as long as I lived here, I had to really BE here. And that has helped me be happy again. In considering the possibility of leaving, I’ve given myself the space to really savour and treasure all the moments and things that I do love about being here. Things like the castle from my window, a suprise sunny weekend of outdoor climbing in January and running by the sound with a view of the Chief, just seconds from my front door.

What I love most though about Squamish is the crew I have here. There’s a small group of strange and wonderful folk who I jokingly say, are saving my life.

I don’t know how this year will unfold or where I’ll end up. But so far, the year of the ox is off to a good start.