02/05/2011 (05/02/2011 in US)

Oh right, I used to always do this. I’ve gone from being a judgmental social asshole to a judgmental anti-social not that big of an asshole. It’s boring.
Moving from Montreal to Jersey to Baltimore (yup) has definitely taught me the life lesson I was looking for, without even knowing I was looking for it.
Here’s the thing; No matter what you tell yourself, you’re not different from the rest of the world, you actually can’t run away from any problem.  The people in your life who have tried it and advised you on their results aren’t liars, they aren’t weak minded and to some extent, they actually know what they’re talking about.
However, this is not necessarily a negative thing. If I had never left Montreal, I never would have realized how much of a spoiled brat I was. In great lack of detail, I was taking my city, my family and my friends for granted. I was also taking healthcare and a really good paying job for granted, but that’s a whole different thing. I’ve only been gone for five months and already I’ve been forced into having a new perspective on pretty much everything. It’s awesome, it’s tough as shit but it’s something I’m pretty damn proud of.  I’ve never in my life missed anything the way I miss Montreal (cue El Rancho) and that on its own is worth this whole experience.
I don’t want this to come of as a ‘wan wan’ type of thing. Baltimore is a fucking great city. It’s as beautiful as it is sketchy, which is a lot on both parts. It’s a different life than what I’m used too but that’s what I was looking for and I don’t think I could have picked a better place to do it in. It’s already, to my Canadian standards, summer here. I work in a place where I get to observe a lot of people and learn the small, yet many differences in general way of life here.
I guess I’ll get to all of that one day when it’s not 2am.