It's beginning to look a lot like AWESOME!

A light white dust has sprinkled the earth here in Northern Canada.  It's cold outside, I have to walk everywhere (including three kilometers to work at 6 in the morning every day and I am one of the few people who actually does walk uphill BOTH WAYS no joke!) I'm broke and have completely lost my concept of time. I can't go home to my family for Christmas, I miss my pets, I miss my sister and parents, and step parents. I want to see my Grandmother and my uncle is dying :(.

Despite all of this; my life has never been more enjoyable. If there is any piece of advice that I could give anyone. It would be to do what you want to do, no matter the consequences (within reason of course, don't go killing people or anything). I have never felt this amount of contentment ever, in my entire life. I have the greatest group of friends ever (this still includes my friends back home, I haven't forgotten you guys) I have a job that I love and I'm playing music all the time. I could not ask for more. Which leads me to my actual blog :)

Do you believe in fate/ destiny? How about that everything happens for a reason? 

I do. And I always have. But now more so than ever. 


In case you don't already know my story, I'm going to tell you.


While repeating my final year of high school I had a friend who was in my jazz class move to Vancouver.  We weren't the greatest of friends, in fact when he moved we were on such bad terms that I didn't even say goodbye to him. Regardless of this by Christmas he was trying to convince me to move out west with him. I declined the offer. 


After graduation the offers kept coming, the situations were always better than the previous time he tried to convince me to abandon all that I knew. Again, I refused. Instead I moved to Halifax and studied theater at Dalhousie University. After the first few weeks I realized how much I didn't want to be there, however when I confronted my mother about coming home, she pretty much forced me to stay. 


The year went on and I made the best of it, and didn't hear really at all from my friend in Vancouver, maybe he had forgotten. Turns out he was just super busy with the pipe band he was playing in. I saw him in Ontario the following summer, and once again he tries to convince me to move with him, once again my answer is no.


Fast forward again and I'm attending UPEI.  I have an absolutely amazing year! I was close to my family, I had great friends. And I partied like the world was going to end. But school wasn't really for me. I just didn't have any better options. 


Summer comes. My friend came home for a week and told my all about his life in Grande Prairie, Alberta. Turned out he had moved. He tells me how sweet it is and what he's up to and is like "Hey Nyall, you should move to Grande Prairie" .... once again, no. So we hang out for the majority of the week that he's home. We go into the studio and record a song for his filmographer mother's documentary.  And everything is going great. On his last day home I get a phone call. He wants to give me one more speech. I had plans that day, and didn't feel like breaking them for another speech about moving out west so I decided to give him an hour. Tops. So my best friend ("The Roommate) took me to his house to hear this speech. Amazingly enough he manages to convince both myself, and The Roommate to move out to Grande Prairie. 


So we move and things are going great. We decided to start up a band (in which every member is from PEI) and the other night we were at a bar listening to our guitarists other band. And my friend tells me a story.


Since this blog is becoming really long, I'll give you the short version.


Friend goes to New York and has his fortune read by an incredibly creepy gypsy woman. Who essentially said that he was going to be the catalyst in something that is necessary. And is going to change the way millions of people think and feel. Fast forward to vancouver and he has a falling out with the lead singer of his band. They go their separate ways with a little bit of fighting, but for some reason or other they get talking about futures. Turns out that the singer had his fortune read too. His purpose in life was to push an important figure in the right direction. That his actions would form opinion's in this persons head which would lead them in the way they needed to go to achieve what they were meant to achieve.

Maybe this is all coincidence. It's super possible that it is, but at the same time, that four people from PEI who barely knew each other, end up in the same hick ass town in the middle of bumfuck nowhere in Northern Alberta and are now so close we're like family, can't really be coincidence. 

 Now who's to say what will come from all of this? Time, that's who. The only one who will have any say in what happens, is time. However, I don't see things slowing down, if anything they're picking up. I seem to be shitting out horseshoes left right and center. 

Maybe you're not one who believes in this kind of stuff. But I can still tell you the same as anyone else. When you reach that point in your life where no matter what, everything is perfect, and seems to just work itself out. Take a minute, and think about how you got there. I may be wrong, but I think you'll be surprised to see just how "coincidental" it really is.