All packed up with somewhere to go

Experiences are what we will remember when we become old and grey. They are what we will tell our kids and thier kids. They are what we will talk about with the friend we run into that we haven't seen in years, a conversation filled with "remember when's" and "that one time..." I often talk about not just living on the edge but jumping off. Not just window shopping but buying what we want...wearing it for one day with the tags on and returning it the next day. Sure you may get stuck with a purchase or 2 that you didn't want but they we just become another experience you can someday draw upon for a story. To many times people are hesitant to experience something new because they fear the consequences are greater than the reward. The problem with this thinking is that the reward is the experience itself and not what you have to show for it. So as the summer comes to a close I have the opportunity to experience something new and until today I did not want to go because I feared what I would be missing by not being at home. I did not want to miss real, or anything that may happen in the 2 weeks I was going to be gone. But then today I realized that by not going to experience new things I am missing just as much and maybe even more. So for the first time I have become truly excited for the experience on which I will be soon emarking.

I am taking my own advice. I am jumping knowing the fall is worth the crash landing. This has been the moto of my summer in most everything =)! so why stop now. I know that I am going to be an interesting crazy old man because of all the experiences I have had and I believe the more you experience the more life you will have lived. Some people have lived more life by the time they are 25 than some lead thier whole lives...which one do you want to be??

p.s. I know she will be loved by so many other that I will not be all that missed. I will just have send my love in the form of random music...and by random I mean random!!

p.p.s. This will be my last blog for a while because I am off to experience Quebec and Toronto so every body have a great 2 weeks and don't do anything I wouldn't do!

It's Never What You Imagine...

It's not supposed to hurt like thins, I knew it was coming and yet was not at all prepared. Thank you rain for making it as perfect as it could possibly ever be. I will never, ever, ever forget you and can only wait on my friend fate...and Mr. Blue (he will be there for ya when you need em!)

fuck...time for the support system right now...hardest one out of the way, close second on sunday, close third on last tuesday and then 2 more before the week is over...to many damned goodbyes...

they didn't come in the notebook...but...

Summer Thanks

Thank you Summer, you have rejuvenated me and caused me to believe again. This will definitely go down as the best summer I have lived so far in 20 years!

There are so many thank you's to go out, so I am going to somewhat generalize and hope that y'all realize you are all being thanked!

Thank you-Family Mother and the old man thank you for leaving the house to me for 3 weeks, but most of all thank you for coming back! Puttshead thanks for the nights of drinking, the golf games and the somewhat alcohol influenced advice! Big D thank you for coming home for once and not being a total freak...jj miss ya tons and look forward to living with ya in the winter!

Thank you-Ball team Red sox thanks for all the memories...of which I can't really remember. So I guess thanks for filling in the blanks too ha-ha. Moose Jaw, thank you for taking me with you to nationals...though we haven't gone just yet I know it will cap an amazing summer

Thank you-Friends Best friends, new friends, old friends, acquaintances and all those that I would label with the name of friend thank you for everything. Thank you Best friends and old friends for embarrassing me in front of the new friends and acquaintances. Thank you new friends and acquaintances for accepting me knowing what my best friends and old friends told you. Thank you for the support that I needed and will definitely need, and know that I as well am there for you.

Thank you-Dani You have been one of my best friends for years now. You know all the dirt on me that no one else knows. Thank you for all the coffees, movies and general time this summer. I am going to miss you but I know you are only 10 hours away and if we need each other its just gas!!!

Thank you-Bareass, passe mc passerson, b-town, pissy, mullet...Barrett...whatever the name! Dry pants or not you definitely made this a great summer with your stupid antics and crazy doings. Summer may be over but now I get to introduce you to the university and a little thing I call yoga pants hahaha

Thank you-Tyler, rodster, blair dawg and shelly mc nipple rings! Y'all mo fo's are awesome. Plus when we hang out in public you make me look ten times cooler ha-ha

and we finally come to the last thank you. Didn't think I would forget about the subject of more than half of my blogs did you??

Thank you-Summer love Ok here goes, thank you for trampoline nights, Humboldt, horse races, b-town's back yard, b-towns basement, the walk home, the late night drives, the movies and movies and movies, the laughs, the drive-in, the fringe, the cute smiles, the best sleep ever, you ever so sweet smell, your invading of every dream, cheesecake, laughing at my bad jokes, making me believe again, chocolate sauce, showers and being so so understanding =(, I am probably missing so much that I am thankful for from you. The biggest thank you goes to you for once again providing for those ever so powerful stomach butterflies...Thank you for ever single memory. I will never forget you (if not just for the fact you are half of my most embarrassing moment) because you have definitely secured a place in my heart. Go on your way and succeed as I know you will and who knows fate may some day intervene...

I Will Always Be Warm

Today I was eating my lunch in peace by myself and I could not help but over hear some of the conversation of the 2 people behind me. They were engaging in a pretty heated discussion and as far as I could tell they disagreed on the subject. They were discussing her taking a new job. The man's argument was that "this new job is not as stable as your old job. What's wrong with where you are now?" and the lady replied "nothing is wrong with my job now. I am just curious to what this job would be like"...It was about at this point I stopped listening because I realized I was eavesdropping and nobody likes that. But the little part of their conversation that I did catch got me to thinking about risks and the different views on risk that people take. The man took the view most often seen. Content to stay on the same path, not wanting to take the chance on something that may be unexplainablely wonderful because at the same time it may not work out, it may lead to a dead end, a crash and he may be 10 steps back from where he originally was. But the lady took the view less seen. She was curious to take a left off the path and travel through the woods without knowing what she was going to find, she wanted to take the chance that this path maybe would be the greatest thing in her life and was willing to accept the fact that the risk may wind up being a dead end. The greatest difference between the 2 views is that she would not see herself as 10 steps back from where she was, because she took the risk she would see herself as ahead, no matter what happened.

I have often been told that if you play with fire you are going to get burned, thus trying to convince me to stay away from the flame. Yes it is true sometimes you come to close to the flame and get burned, but in that same respect you can never truly be warm if you do not come close to the flame. Risk takers most likely will get burned many times in their life because they continue to inch closer to the flame in hopes of becoming that little bit warmer. Without taking the risk one can never ever know the joy that just may be there.

Take chances, risk it all, give fate a push, lay everything on the line, bet the farm on 17 red, dive head first into the uncertain, love like there is no tomorrow...Because we do not know when anything is going to end. And not knowing this is the only thing we can truly be certain of.

We're all just killing time as time is killing us...Make it worthwhile cause there for all you know there may be no tomorrow

The What IF's

The what if's are what keeps us awake at night and is what keeps us longing to dream. The what if's are different for everyone and often are different from night to night. A basketball player asks what if he had just made the winning shot. A baseball player what if's about the strikeout to end the game when all he needed was a hit to be the hero. The artist what if's about why they were not the one to paint the picture or to write those words that are so well known now. The single mother what if's what life may have been like without the child and how she is glad for the path she has been taken on. The dreamer what if's winning the lottery and spending the cash. The student what if's the path the have chosen, that maybe they would rather be an engineer instead of a psychologist, or they what if they had just studied the right questions. We finally come upon the people that the what if's are most associated with, the lovers. Lovers what if so many things before they go to sleep and live each scenario out in their dreams, because in the dream nothing can go wrong. They what if they hadn't met the one they now fall to sleep dreaming about. They what if the path the would be on if they had not shown up to the show, or maybe gone home right after cause they were tired. They what if maybe they were the one to pass out on the couch, or what would have happened had they not made the choice to walk away. Every person what if's their past, their present and their future. Without the what if'ing we would just be completely content with what we have, never questioning anything, never taking the chance. The what if's make taking the chance worth it. The what if's are what make the basketball player take that last shot, are what make the baseball player swing for that pitch the next chance he gets to be the hero. They keep the artist's trying to create, the dreamers to keep dreamin and the students to try the little bit harder. The what if's are what cause the lovers to take the chance on someone, to do things they would normally never do, to take pictures of themselves naked with a cowboy hat, to drive to Humboldt for no reason, to sit under the stars on a trampoline and not care about anything else in the world except that point in time, caring only about being in that one place. The what if's keep us from regreting laying everything out there, they make things that happen accidentally so, so worth it.

The what if's make up the what is...keep dreaming!

Ode To The Sleep

When the night comes to a close we sleep. Sometimes because we are tired, other times out of a sense of duty. And every now and then we get a sleep that is just so amazing that it infact is the highlight of your entire day (or even week). This is an ode to the best sleep I have had.

12:30 am Wishing on meteors and stars
Gone to sleep to dream about the wish, in hope it comes true
1:01 am phone call
Hearing the same voice as in this nights dream, this nights wish
1:27 am the visit
In walks the same beauty as in that very same dream
The room though dark is unexplainably now brighter
Smiles exchanged
Butterflies wings spreading...spreading...spreading...flapping like crazy
The smell, the wondrous aroma just so, so good fills the room
All parts seeming to know just the right places
The conversation just background noise to the beatings of hearts
Eyes close...Cue the very cute snoring =)
Eyes close...still wrapped up in you
2: 45 am awaken
Awaken to still be in the comfort of embrace
Awaken to ever so sweet smell
back to sleep
4:39 am again awaken
Again all feels right
So, so very right
6:00 am the departure
Wishing for just 5 more minutes
6: 26 am the last awakening of the best sleep ever

We have all had those nights where we go to sleep and wake up at strange times for no reason at all, and it often causes us to sit there awake staring into the dark. This is often not a very pleasant sleep. But on certain occasions waking periodically and falling back to sleep is just amazing. If there is one feeling in this world that I hope you all get the pleasure of feeling it is this: waking from a dream only to have the person of whom you were draming of to be right there in your arms, where it doesn't matter if you are infact awake or asleep because your dreams are in either state of mind.

So refreshed...Thank you...Thank you...Thank you

From Mountbatten to Poth

Mountbatten to Hadia to Dieppe
A brisk and stubborn walk in the crisp cold air
Elevator
My half spotlight provided by the moon
Audience full of stars
Orontona (sp)
Music provided by the fleeting sounds of the night
Empty streets transformed into my stage
Normandy
Alone though surrounded by so much life
A chance to truly dance like no one is watching
Street names become irrelevant, lost in preparation for the end destination
Trees listening to me sing my song
No judgment passed as they sway to the melody
The wind calmly following me
Thoughts told are now never to be heard again as they become lost in the fog
The audience only lost in the confusion with the street lights
One light flickering...on...off...on...and off again
Off for the entire time I walked underneath it
As if planned turning back on only in time for me to be out of the lights range
Mind slipping into deeper thought the longer the walk and the more invisible the street names become
Poth
The names come rushing back
The world becomes itself again
The clouds begin to shut off my half spotlight
My audience begins to file out
The stage and music begin to fade away
443
home to begin QUESTIONS on the beauty of the night
The closing of the door brings an end to the last flickering of my spotlight

Nothing deep

So I have sat here today thinking of some deep profound wisdom to share unto the world. But alas I have nothing deep, nothing profound and infact I just simply have nothing. My mind is blank, with random scenarios and thoughts running through it periodically. But again these short lived fantasies played out in my mind fade away and I am left with nothing. Left to sit here, alone in my house and be at peace with the eerie calm of a blank mind. Left to take solace in the few fading fantasies that do enter my mind, with hopes that they may someday become realities but all the while knowing they will most likely just remain a figment of my fleeting imagination. And I am ok with that, because my imagination, my fantasies, my hopes, my dreams and the thoughts that run through my mind are the things that can never be taken from me, the things that can never be completely lost and separates me from everyone else. My lack of having anything deep today is what has me unique.

hope, fantasies, dreams, imagination, random thoughts and an unwavering belief in fate is what I hold on to today...rescue me from myself if you wish!

Rain

Dear Rain,
Thank you. You are a natural wonder.

sincerely,
Mr. Peters

Day at the races

7
2 and 1
3
6 and 4
10...good ole longshot 10
addiction 1 set...
trainers, horses and bruski's
walks...protection...rain...romance...memories
I am addicted...

"An innocent day of excitement down at the races
betting on you and making memories in new places
That night spent at the track in the rainy dark
And the only thing racing was the beating of my heart..."- me

Wrapped up in you...

A fringe show...A love story
A walk
Milkshakes
Almost full tank of gas
A random road of nothingness
A quarter lost in decision
A pennies decision thwarted by a left
Saskatoon berry...Platypus...Dolly Parton
Humboldt...Humboldt...Humboldt
Best nap ever that did not involve personal sleep
Would you rather
City lights
...Completely wrapped up in you

Random one or two liners that have come from my mouth or into my mind at some point...#1

If you learn to laugh at yourself and your own jokes others will join in the laughter

The pure and simple truth is rarely pure and never simple

Why live on the edge...Jump!

Big deal I shot you with a water gun at the lake, If it rains are you going to beat up god??

(not mine) Fighting for peace is like fucking for chastity

The best part about a broken heart is finding someone to fix it

We are moving quite fast yet still stuck in the same place
I can feel the snow falling in hell now as we softly embrace

I walk around naked just so I can feel the simple joy of getting dressed

The paths we lead are not always the ones we choose

Sometimes I wish I could just read minds
Or atleast figure out the meaning in between the lines

I've fallen hard and I don't want to get up

The Simple and Little Things

Have you ever stopped to think about how much the simple things affect your life. They are mush of what makes the civilized world distinguished from that of a third world. Picture a world without music. A world without running water and toilet paper. Think about living in a place where just waking up is a reason in itself to celebrate life. Take joy in the simple things because what's simple to you may not be so simple to another.

The simple and little things are what mater most. The little things all put together equal big things and the simple can often become beautifully complicated.

"step outside and listen..." - Midtown

Choices...

Ever have those days when just nothing goes right, everything seems to be against you and you just are sad for no reason and worried about stuff that is probably nothing at all. Well today started as one of those days and then I decided not to let it be. I called friends I haven't talked to for way too long and made the choice for it to be a good day! As I see it everything comes right down to 2 choices. You can choose to let things get to you or you can choose to learn from it, to put on a smile and continue to live life to the fullest. If all people made the latter choice everyone would be happy. I am not saying I am perfect, I have made the first choice before but now I have decided that choice number 2 is always the better path and leads to doors. Open doors that often can lead through walls. And I am pretty sure that I am not the only that is always curious to see what is on the other side of the wall!

"The elephant will never forget what it's like inside his cage..." - The eels