Tears, Fears, and Adulthood.

Everything is finally getting sorted out! I'm heading down to Kamloops this weekend to hand out some resumes and adventure around, I can't wait! I've also been looking into the O'pare program and I'm hoping that I can go to England for a few months some time next year...really hoping!! It's still a little alarming that I'm actually growing up and I'm going to have to be paying rent, though I must say it's also really exciting. I'm still trying to work out some kinks with getting back into writing more often and it is getting a little easier. I had just lost so much desire and passion for it that it was almost painful sometimes. Bear with me! Here's an expert from the short story I'm currently working on...

He was a recent convert, falling into the often confusing world of faith. I held nothing against him for it, though I was an atheist, the way he experienced life was always interesting. He was my little brother after all, the boy who had grown alongside me, who had often shouldered the blame that I could hide from. What I always thought was a normal sibling relationship seemed strange to others, the way we could so easily insult each other and have no conflict come of it. We did have our fights though, loud screaming matches that left me in tears far more often than they did him.