Today I mobilized people in Winnipeg to find me a ticket to the Constantines show before it sold out.
I also took three flights down and around from Fort Severn First Nation on the Hudson Bay in Northern Ontario (where we have plenty of snow already, mind you) to Winnipeg, mostly so that I can vote in person on Monday in the battleground riding of Elmwood-Transcona in Canada's federal election.
Tonight I pulled out some thermals to go drink around a fire outside in below zero temperatures with the best of friends.
Tomorrow morning I'm helping people move things, even though I don't want to, because I don't know how to say no. (I'm sorry for even mentioning my resentment.)
In a few days I'm taking off for a quick trip to the British Columbia Rocky Mountains.
I also once worked as a dog handler for a sled dog operator and at a fishing lodge.
So I suppose I'm Canadian through and through. Whatever that means. And whatever the election result on Monday, I'll still be here, doing my thing.
And so will you.
Think about that, and think about what you want from this place. Think critically, every day, about everything.
It's true that we can do better. Somehow, I believe that we will.
Tomorrow morning I'm helping people move things, even though I don't want to, because I don't know how to say no. (I'm sorry for even mentioning my resentment.)
In a few days I'm taking off for a quick trip to the British Columbia Rocky Mountains.
I also once worked as a dog handler for a sled dog operator and at a fishing lodge.
So I suppose I'm Canadian through and through. Whatever that means. And whatever the election result on Monday, I'll still be here, doing my thing.
And so will you.
Think about that, and think about what you want from this place. Think critically, every day, about everything.
It's true that we can do better. Somehow, I believe that we will.
Somewhere between Sioux Lookout and Winnipeg.
