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The blog lives! I’ll be writing here now.

How to sum up a big summer in very few words…

We arrived home and Emily and I spent time with our parents. I heard the song “While you Wait for the Others” by Grizzly bear and it will always remind me of this time.

We floundered finding jobs and an apartment in Fredericton. I started working at the Beaverbrook Art Gallery.

Jan went to Spain.

Emily and I both got jobs at the English Language Program teaching English on campus. It was a fun job and we met some amazing people.

I broke my arm skateboarding.

ELP didn’t pay us for a month in the middle of the summer because of specific contract stuff. We begged and borrowed money. We ate a lot of chickpeas.

I decided I want to be a doctor of some kind. After being an English teacher, I want to earn more money and help people in a concrete way. So I am going back to school.

I turned 23.

I was talking to Jan the other day on the steps. We’re all planning the future now, in limbo at the end of our arts degrees and without a firm footing anywhere. Existentialist thought often touches on the insubstantiality of the information we use to make decisions. Can I do six more years of school? Will Emily make any money if she studies photography? Should we make more debt and get degrees or just start to work it off?

We don’t even have clues much less answers, but every year you spend is another year you never get back. So in the end you take the information you have and you commit to something.