on your mark, get set

the joys of sitting in the prince george public library are many. mainly the fact that the same locals fall asleep in the same chairs in the same corners. nothing has changed in this town except the occasional new restaurant opening its doors or the odd cafe getting a paint job. i remain in the old hood till sunday morningish when i embark on my planting journey of 2009. i’ve been spending my time wandering the streets back and forth drinking coffee and cider and shooting the shit with randoms i happen upon.
and just to make it feel like nothing has changed even more, the infamous mama guroove is playing tonight. lets go get shittered and dance like a buncha northern hippies. derek, where are you?
it is lovely here.
i hope they don’t find you p.g