Sorry for not posting yesterday. I've been incredibly busy. I've reached the point in my schooling where one assignment is completed and replaced by three others. It's the point where I'm also doing extra things like lining up work placements. Noticing I've been falling behind in readings, I cleared a space for that on my dining room table.
I'm getting closer on having the rest of my place clean. At least, I keep telling myself this. Usually what happens is exhaustion. We do have a long weekend this weekend in Canada. It's Thanksgiving on Monday. I'm not visiting family because I did that in September instead and I can't afford that kind of time away from my studies.
At least my plumbing issue might be fixed now. That was earlier in the week. I have a few more things to get done this week like returning the case I ordered for my tablet as the wrong size came. My proper keyboard cover is here, but I can't pick it up until tonight according to the slip. I also need to drop off the cheque for the seminar space tomorrow after I meet with a man at a TV company about potentially doing some of my placement hours there. They're in the same end of town.
Hockey has returned. I'll likely be tuning into the Habs game this evening.
All this busyness doesn't distract me from the bad stuff going on in the world. What happened in Vegas was horrifying. When mass shootings happen in the US, I always wonder how a culture so similar to ours can be so different. There are a lot of people with guns up here yet the frequency that mass shootings happen is so much lower. Is it because it's written in their constitution? Is it because their population is larger? Do they just not know how to solve problems without bullets?
I also question a lot about the event itself. So much doesn't make sense. The man was a multimillionaire who had no taste for weapons. He liked to party and enjoy the finer things in life. You'd think there'd at least be someone at a shooting range who knew him if he was this into guns. Also, how does anyone break glass that is supposed to stand up to hurricanes? His lack of military training to pull this thing off is strange too.
I suppose all of this and the recent sudden loss of an old friend is what had me wake up at 5AM in existential crisis fearing my own death. I feel like I'm close to finally really living my life. I'd really like to do that.
I don't have a lot of answers. I'm actually leery of people who are overly certain about such things. There are too many variables to be certain in my opinion. I suppose some choose a side if only to avoid waking up the way I did this morning. Some questions don't have answers and others I know I'm not the right person to answer.
That said, it's time to get ready for school.
I'll try to at least post a picture or link on the days I'm too busy in the future.
Guid cheerio the nou,