Blaze of Glory

You know why I write posts before I fly out on a trip? In case I die.

Redford, why do you even think like that?

Remember when I asked what the last thing people would wear before they turn into a zombie would be? And I got all those replies from my legions of fans? Same idea I guess. This could be the last thing I ever write, and I’m fairly conscious of that fact when I write these blogs. Well, maybe not with my pre-HK/Korea one. I can imagine that being my last post ever. I quite like that poem to be honest, with the exception of using “forming” three times in the last stanza. Then there’s my pre-England 2009 trip. Not sure what I was doing there. Well then! This completely discredits my original claim about me worrying about the legacy I leave behind!

I guess I’ll close in saying I’m going to haunt you bastards if something happens.

Trip

The whole reason behind the trip was so that I could escape the dull routine of my life in Canada and for the most part it worked. I was extremely happy to be in Hong Kong and was even more excited to go to Korea. I feel like an escaped convict who is deliriously enjoying his freedom. It’s not quite deserved, but I’m having the time of my life anyway so fuck it. But as I keep running further away from my life, I can’t help but look back and see it chasing me and catching up. Trip’s at an end. Freedom is about to disappear. And I’m starting to feel absolutely miserable about it.