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And I am home.

...now what...

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I usually consider November 1st as the beginning of the year, a thing I held onto from my Wiccan days. I was going to pull the triggers on some big life changes today, but as usual, life swept in and made changes for me, wether I like them or not (and I do not).

Maybe tomorrow. Or January. I dunno anymore.

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Was it worth going to Canada? I don't know. I mean, it's always good to see friends, and I consider Vancouver my second home at this point. But the current rigamarole to get into the country? Having to take time off for the PCR Test and pray it comes in in time? It's kinda rough.

Maybe not the four-times-a-year for now. Maybe every six months. Until things get better. If they get better.

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Thoughts Before Bed

And no one showed us to the land
And no one knows the where's or why's
But something stirs and something tries
And starts to climb towards the light