the circle of life.

I was cruising with the lady late one night when we spotted an injured bird in the middle of a residential road.  I went out to help the little tweet and as I looked into the distance, I spotted four sets of red eyes on me and their prey.  Hungry wild felines.  I tried to scoop the bird up into a blanket but it kept hopping away from me.  So I followed it up the street and just as I had my hands around his quivering torso, a black cat snuck up on us and devoured him whole; right out from my hands.  I instantly started crying.

weird

i'm off to the gym

Everything is changing and I’m standing in real-time watching the world around me explode in slow motion.  Anecdotal particles of my life are but debris and in four weeks I will be entering into unknown land.  New terrain.  A turf that isn’t mine and, as an arrogant Torontonian, I am finally humbled.   I’m not qualified for what I am about to do, but I was once told that if you keep doing what you’re doing, you will keep getting what you’re getting.  So I’m doing something new, something so incredibly new and foreign and unheard of, and with every bit of positive energy in me I am nothing short of elated.

I told you that I would run away to foreign lands.  I promised myself that I would make it all worthwhile.

I fear nothing and I welcome all set backs gracefully – I leave in month with the opportunity to show up as the best me ever.