“For a long time, it had seemed to me that life was about to begin—real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, or a debt to be paid.
Then life would begin. At last, it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life.”~Alfred D. Souza I recently came across an old photo album from when I was in my twenties.
All these snippets of my life back then—going out clubbing, those harsh Canadian winters, walking in the back field with my dog, hanging out at my uni campus, watching live music at my favorite outdoor festival.
I remember it all so well. It felt like that time of my life would never end. It just went on forever. I remember how I was always craving something bigger and better than little old Ottawa.