stand at the exit and wait

I'm Alex. I live in the Canadian Rockies but it's mostly temporary, like most places I live lately. I don't like answering people when they ask me what I like to do in my spare time. In general, I'm unsure about everything.

April 7, 2014 at 3:16pm
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Okay. I don’t subscribe to any god stuff, really, but this is something I’ve always loved, this Mother Teresa quote, because SHIT son.
Sincerely, if you do these things, you are an amazing, amazing person. It is SO HARD. SO difficult to do these things “anyway”.
It literally makes my heart want to scream and burst and rebel because it’s so frustrating if the things you do are misinterpreted and misunderstood. I know it now. I’ll still try, anyway.

Okay. I don’t subscribe to any god stuff, really, but this is something I’ve always loved, this Mother Teresa quote, because SHIT son.

Sincerely, if you do these things, you are an amazing, amazing person. It is SO HARD. SO difficult to do these things “anyway”.

It literally makes my heart want to scream and burst and rebel because it’s so frustrating if the things you do are misinterpreted and misunderstood. I know it now. I’ll still try, anyway.

3:10pm
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Anne Emond 
maybe one day again

Anne Emond 

maybe one day again

2:34pm
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frozen in real time, canmore, alberta

frozen in real time, canmore, alberta

April 6, 2014 at 4:58pm
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heylabodega:

You cannot go back to a time by going back to a place you cannot go back to a time by going back to a place you cannot go back to a time by going back to a place.

4:42pm
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You belong among the wildflowers/
You belong in a boat out at sea/
Sail away, kill off the hours/
You belong somewhere you feel free

Let me tell you a story. I’ve been living in the Canadian Rockies for close to a year now and it’s almost finally starting to feel like spring after living in snow since the end of October, complete with -40*C temperatures.

I came to the magical town of Canmore, which is smack in the middle of the majestic Bow Valley (seriously guys, it’s beautiful), right on the border of BC and Alberta and a few kilometres outside of Banff National Park. I was housekeeping for about 7 months; now I work two jobs (full time and a part time), still here in Canmore. I bought a really used car and drove it all over the mountains and into BC; I even drove the beast out to Vancouver Island where I learned that I had nearly killed the engine. It died about a month later, at the end of January, may it RIP. 

I’ve made it to the top of a few mountains, snowboarded for the first times ever (my very first time I went to Lake Louise, a really big resort, where I decided to skip the bunny hill and head straight up the lift, and gave myself a black eye in the process), and have been so drunk that I put the burning end of a cigarette in my mouth and not noticed. I’ve also stolen bags of empties from the hotel I worked at in order to cash them in for a LOT of money (they pay big $$ for empties in Alberta), and I steal all my toilet paper from public washrooms because I’m cheap. I also have dumpster dived - as in literally had my feet sticking in the air while digging through a dumpster at night in the rain. What have I become? I’m probably still the same person anyway. Just slightly more idiotic.

I’ve been stupid, I’ve been drunk, I’ve been high, I’ve been hopped up on other vices, I’ve been cold, I’ve been filthy, I’ve been confused, and sad, but mostly happy, mostly curious and grateful.

I now know what it feels like to have your best friend of 11 years stop being your best friend. I know what it feels like to realize that your sister is your favourite person in the whole world and the only person you would do absolutely anything for. I know what if feels like to fall in love. I’m seeing someone right now - someone from a different country who came here on a work visa for one year. We live together, even. He booked his flight back to Europe for July 23rd, because he has to go back for at least a month after his visa is done to be allowed back into Canada.

But we’re still together. We are even being as adult as to try and “plan for the future”…whatever that might entail. Mostly, we don’t know whether we’ll live here, in Canada, or there, where he’s from. But this separation…what about that? I can’t say I’ll hate it. I actually love him, which is still a strange thought for me to have. I’ve been away from home for three years now, but through my travelling and adventures I have always known that none of them are quite permanent. I’ll backtrack to my hometown or to my aunt & uncle’s in Toronto and start some more adventures out of home base. Now there’s two people to consider; it’s not just me alone. I am grateful for that. And I don’t like it at the same time. Like the probably much-used quote from Perks of Being a Wallflower that goes something about being happy and sad at the same time and wondering how that can be. I know how it can be. I’ve always loved that quote, and always will. It’s about being unsure and flighty but also about being steadfast and wanting to be a good person. It is to me, anyway.

Yet it’s spring now. I have the classic, day-dreaming tendency to allow the nice weather to affect me sincerely. I start listening to this kind of music. My kind, the classic go-to’s that always, always made me feel better, made me feel like hightailing it to the highway and seeing what I could along the way. Road trips, summer, all the usual suspects. I am too susceptible to these ideas.

Well, listen. I pulled out Tom Petty’s album Wildflowers today, a Sunday I happen to have off of work. He’s working, so I’m left to daydream. And I’m sitting here and listening too hard to the lyrics preaching classic ideals of Americana freedom, the open road, summer. All of it tinged with a mention of lovers by your side. Tom Petty, stop being so contradictory - didn’t you know it’s hard to feel free when you’re with someone else?

You belong among the wildflowers/
You belong somewhere close to me/
Far away from your trouble and worry/
You belong somewhere you feel free

August 11, 2013 at 11:38pm
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July 8, 2013 at 12:37pm
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and it’s good and it’s bad

and it’s good and it’s bad

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June 15, 2013 at 10:02pm
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anthologia:

Breezeblocks (UnDer Remix), Alt-J

float awayyyyyy

June 6, 2013 at 8:37am
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'what did you do after you quit treeplanting?'
‘i drank all day with my unemployed friends…from treeplanting’

flip cup, now with 100% more cheese (at Laurel, ON)

'what did you do after you quit treeplanting?'
‘i drank all day with my unemployed friends…from treeplanting’

flip cup, now with 100% more cheese (at Laurel, ON)

June 3, 2013 at 10:12am
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feelin classic

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