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The Crossroads...

I am at a point in my life that very soon I am going to have to make some even harder decisions than I have already made, I have good options and I have lousy options at the moment my option that i have chosen is merely a placeholder to see what the next month or two will bring.. I'm no longer standing still without forward momentum but i am still going up a large hill very slowly... it's time to decide.. I know long term Hamilton No longer figures into the plan, I hate it here and it really is just about the reality that the city for me has outlived it's usefulness and created more fucking issues than i ever needed in my life...Windsor is calling me home and I have an option there... truth be told it was the one place that does feel like home.. the place i was happiest... But as much as the core of my being is defined by Windsor... the purest and most important part of my soul is currently in St. Catherines and Unless that changes it will be a very hard choice to decide to go back to Windsor...I miss my freinds and my life back there.. back then and their are days I regret leaving it all behind.. but I would miss being a father more. that's the only reason for fighting, that's the only reason for enduring hell and the only reason i will Never, Ever Fucking Back down from this fight....

Current Mood: Angry.
People will always assume you are weak until you show them you are strong. Never back down, never give up!


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