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Awake with a hang over, the air feels different.. It is oddly familiar with the feel of a Canadian morning. Crisp clean cool air triggering a chain of nostalgia all over my body.

Last night: I asked god to stop this pain and admitted to god that I am lost and don't know what to do. I need and want a purpose in life.

Thank you Ms D. for being there. Now I can't ever bitch about not having someone like that anymore.

This morning, I received an email from an old acquaintance of mine. A reply on a question I asked him a long time ago. About why he believed in god, with an invitation to his wedding. Checked the date, August 10th, just about the time I have to get out of the country.

Coincidence? Or I am just believing it is? I've decided that for once in my life, I will follow.