I live in a foxhole, in a city of trees where the summers are hot and the winters are long. Currently I am hunting the entity that is my degree, it's been a long and somewhat complicated journey.
"We must be a beacon of hope, because if you tell people there’s nothing they can do, they will do worse than nothing." -Year of the Flood, Margaret Atwood
500 Years of Canadian History, First Nations in 2 minutes.
I am. Just so sick of people right now.