nuptials.

Jess (Bandit) and Jeff (The Rev) had their nuptials last weekend, deep in the woods of Quebec. 

Terri and i made it there in the presence of Remy and Pad. 

It was at a maple syrup 'compound.'

I was lucky enough to be the best man (again this year) and was proud to hand out the rings and stand there with my vest friend- even though we are hundreds of miles apart. 

All the best to Bandit and The Rev! 

Surrender.

I give up.

I no longer want to be an adult. 

I just want to be my self. 

With all of my flaws and misgivings, they make me who i am.

I have never fit in with those who follow too many rules.

This used to be my strength, and i've made it my weakness through delusional regret and self loathing. 

But i'm tired of it. I'm too far along to try to fit in. 

So: what do i do?

Make decisions and judgements based on my gut and my wit, as these are my biggest assets. 

My thirties were nice, but besides some aches that don't rebound as fast as i'm used to, i am ready to begin again and really shake some leaves off the tree this time.