It’s one of those nights.
I feel a great disconnect with everyone around me. At least it’s what I feel. I think I’m done with this city and it’s time to move on. Time to leave this mess and head to another city. Another city that’s probably gonna end up being the same and I’m probably gonna leave that place too.
Ahh well. I’ll probably get over this after I wake up.
It’s a late night and I should be sleeping but I decided to write an entry. It’s long overdue and I feel bad for wasting Matt’s hosting capabilities.
I really don’t know what to write about. I guess dodgeball has been interesting? No hockey this winter. The topes didn’t get back together. Saw a few concerts. Bon Iver was retardedly expensive but at least I enjoyed it. Don’t think it was money well spent considering the cost. Foo Fighters and National are up next.
My creative processing is slowly degrading and I feel like it’s time for me to write, create something. Make some magic happen. Feels like I need to take care of my creative self but I don’t know if I have the drive.
Seems more and more like I’m going to have to leave Vancouver in order to further progress my career or look for opportunities. The industry seems to be lacking here. Everything gets brought back down to LA LA Land. Maybe a green card is needed? Possibly.
-Hank