I'm not opposed to just fucking off somewhere and start new at any point in my life, I did it in my early 20's and it looks scarier than it is. I like Alberta quite a bit especially my mountains, I do dream of disappearing over there permanently at some point when I decide to pull the pin with work... pension age or not...the younger the better. I had ambition once upon a time, almost want to still have some but the last year and a half going all wonky and covid, I'm mentally ready....just not financially...if only. We are looking to buy a place in the next year or so but now we are confused on where we want to live. Plus I'm getting tired of hearing gunshots every night, Deadmonton has a bit of a rep and it's getting worse and I don't live on the good side lol. This place is weird.
You know what, some places are great but are never quite right. I felt like that when I lived down east and I moved around from town to town both in Quebec and New-Brunswick. Near ocean beach side , in a bay, in a Fjord, dead smack on top of a mountain in the Appalachian range and maple country. Great places with so much going for them but it was never quite right. As soon as I landed here, I was home right away. I just knew an it was right. Don't get me wrong, nothing was easy by any means sometimes you just know and I needed that to discover myself. Everybody is different, that's just my experience. A lot of people end up homesick and moving back home too.
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