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There is considerable risk with my next venture. i think i may have found my new apartment but i have to figure out a few things first as i am wading once agian into a great unknown and i know that if i return to the old neighboorhood there is no turning back i will end up staying for the rest of my life and raising my son in the north end. I have what i feel is a somewhat permanent job on the mountain and if i end up moving into this apartment i will end up staying there a very long time becauase for my mental health it is probaly the best place to be. all the old ties have died away in the last fifteen years, and it is realistically the only place other than st. Catherines i have ever truly called home. I am sick of the wanderslust and the nomadic lifestyle. it used to appeal to me going places and having adventures but now i want to settle down and have some element of peacefulness. there are many things to figure out but i am debating renting the place within the week, it'a a little more than i can concivably afford but as with everything it's always a gamble.. obviously you have to sink or swim and make right decisons for yourself and your family.

There is a difference between knowing the path and walking the path.


Current Mood: Pensive.
Current Music:Drowning Pool, Let the bodies hit the floor.

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