Question

What ever happened to William?

In response "to whom this does concern"

I felt this needed to be put out there and I'm responding to you B. But you already know that. I've had my first treatment today and I'm told it will effect my emotions, so this is from the heart..."in response" My spirits are high and will remain this way. So don't be sad for me or pity me. The events and occurances over the last three months have shown me a great many things, Like who will always be there for me. I feel blessed for the support team around me, this new extension of family. And most importantly this amazing woman in my life, she means the world to me and gives me strength when I have none. I never really understood what being in love was, I mean really truly and deeply in love, was, and it seems everyday I learn a little more. She takes care of me when I need it and never complains. As I have and will continue to due for her. That's just the way it is. It's unconditional.
I look foward to talking to you B, It's been a while, I have some questions...

And The World Changes

The world changes, suddenly everything we thought we knew is slightly different. The things we took for granted are changed. And we adapt...

Road Trip-Moments in time

It is 3:59 am as I hit the on ramp of the 403. The next four and a half hours of my life will be spent behind the wheel of this Elantra, which I have fallen in love with more and more over the last year, she is my baby, my escape from everything and the means at which I may travel to those who are important to me.
An hour and a half of driving brings me closer to dawn. The sky turns pink and the Toronto sky line begins to fade behind me the morning fog still hanging dense just inches from the ground in the clearings along side of the highway. At this moment I am both thankful to be alone and left wishing I had someone here with me to appreciate this view. A small opening appears through the thicket of trees to lay before me the most serene setting, I curse myself for not having my camera. The morning light cascades over a scattering bunch of trees dancing in unabashed joy around a very small hill closely guarded by the fog, it is moments like these that remind me of how amazing this world we live in is.
As the Tweed turn off comes into view a sigh of relief escapes me, I am soon to leave the 400 series highway behind me, as mother would say "It's the home stretch", And I am thankful for that. Once I am through Tweed with it's cleverly painted Policemen, firefighter, clown, Fire hydrants. I know, that, is when the drive truly becomes fascinating. The colourful rock outcroppings and all manner of trees come alive with the sounds of forest life. The roads are winding and a complete joy to drive.
John Mayer is the perfect sound for this part of the trip. So as I pull out of Tweed with coffee in hand (I still can't believe Tweed has a Tim Hortin's) It's just me and John to enjoy this. As I am weaving my way through this beautiful country side it suddenly saddens me as I realize this is probably one of the last times I'll ever make this trip. Even as I type this I feel the weight return heavy on my heart. This trip has been a part of my life for as long as I've been in this world. And after the next weekend there will be nothing left to bring me back this way...

Serenity

The sun is just cresting the horizon, a line of crimson still hugs the edge of the world. The trees still shiver from the night air and the grass is bent low with dew. there is something unexplainable about the feeling of a cool breeze on sun warmed skin. I set my Dunlop on his white perch and take up my driver...Today is going to be a wonderful day...I wish I had my band, although I can already hear the music.

The corner of St.Paul and Dufferin

I'm at the stoplights looking across the intersection at a blue Cavalier with it's ugly black bra, come on! A car bra? What's next car underwear? Heaven forbid your bumper should get exhaust stains on it. I understand the purpose of the car bra, but they look so damn stupid. run the risk of stone chips on the hood or drive around in the S&M car with it's hot black leather Bra, hell add some whips and chains while you're at it you sadistic bastard. Buy a fucking touch-up paint stick which will also have a clear coat and send the bra back to whichever hell it came from. thanks for coming out, goodnight all.

more people who piss me off

people who chew with their mouths open, I mean what the hell is wrong with you. Did you not have any parents, did they chew with their mouths open making digusting smacking noises while little particles of food are jettisoned from their gaping maws. Oh my god! I can't believe I have to breath the same air as these morons. Have a little respect for yourselves you vile little bastards.
Now that I have that off my chest, why is it that people think because they are in their car it is okay the pick there noses in public(bad form), not only pick these nasty little boogers but inspect them right there in front of the world. I mean what are you thinking " Wow! now wonder I've been having trouble breathing, I could have patched the hole in the titantic with that sucker!" I hope you get rear-ended jamming that finger right into your pea-brain. Now that would be news worthy
"Booger Boy lobotomizes self at East and Main, film at eleven"...Sigh...

The day so far

I'm on the fifth cigarette in two hours, the phone rings, long distance I don't answer. It's CIBC...again...I know it. My payments are always late, and some cheery schmuck is going to ask me to call them back at 1-800-whatever and speak to the first available representative, all the while speaking in that overly polite mode. I hate them, I hate them all. I'm sure they are all very nice people but please just...fuck off. I'll pay it when I get around to it and no matter how polite you are it is not going to make me pay you any faster, in fact you just piss me off. Maybe I'll pay you next week.
People who have that "June Cleaver" politeness annoy me, people who refer to themselves in the third person...should be stoned in the town square,(this is quickly becoming a rant), people who do the air quotations at all the wrong times...should have their fingers broken. people who laugh at their own jokes who are the only ones who laugh at their own jokes...need to shut the hell up, and those people who always have a better story than you...they should just die...bottom line. Stupid people annoy me, they should have their own country over time they would just kill themselves off through random acts of stupidity. Don't get me wrong we all have our moments but these people live in those moments.
I have to end this now it is totally ruining my day.

Monday morning memories

I watch out the window of my apartment as a child no more than seven or eight plods by. He is wearing a fall jacket with the hood up, the strings are pulled tight, offering up little protection against the chill wind that is biting at him. the napsack on his back is almost as big as he is, he has blue jeans on, they are to short, exposing naked ankles. And the little brown leather sandals on his feet offer no warmth to his tiny frozen toes. Way to go parents. Clutched in his hands seems to be a school project, we'll call it a collage of some sort although this is just a guess, it is covered with a garbage bag and it is much bigger than he is. Every time the wind picks up he turns sideways to keep himself from being blown over. It makes me smile, I remember when those were my frozen little toes...