A year and a half

It’s been a year and a half since I’ve blogged here. I lost track of my writing while the “simple” life whirled around me. It’s been an experience to say the least. Whoever said that moving to a small town would help you appreciate the simple things must have been playing a joke on the city-dwellers. Living in a small town doesn’t simplify life – instead life becomes an absurd collection of strange little stories strung together from day to day. I feel like an obligatory update is in order: The teacher and I are roommates and we’re great friends – even in the dead of winter where others have nervous breakdowns. I have a job – a real one, working for the first nation here. It feels great to be actually putting my education to use. Most of the entertaining goings on in my life takes place at work. Since real people are involved in my work, I will likely never be able to share these stories publicly. It is for this reason that I have avoided writing (well blogging). I hope at one point I will be able to mesh stories so well that they will take on characteristics to the point of fiction.