Revisionist History

I'd like to say that this blog served its original purpose beautifully. That it was an amazing insight on the life of a Torontonian expatriated to the Maritimes. That it was an outlet for me to vent out my joys and frustrations from living in a place so far from home on so many levels.

Unfortunately that wasn't really how it turned out.

If I can describe best how I feel about my time in Fredericton, it can be probably put best in a single word: fatigue. Being tired and sapped of energy on a variety of fronts left me unable to spare some time or even a thought to updating and posting my thoughts on my life in Fredericton. And it wasn't like I was trying to be this way. A lot of times I deleted posts that I'd spent hours writing, simply because at their core, they were horrid little rants that didn't serve any purpose except to spread more bile and vitriol on the Internet (as if it didn't have enough of it already).

So here I now am, in a time and place far away from Fredericton, and I have to admit it, I have to be honest, and I have to be plain and truthful to anyone reading these words: I'm happier for it.

As a great man once said through the collective voice of a particularly intelligent band of Cetaceans: So long, and thanks for all the fish.