The hours between 12pm and 6am have a funny habit of making you feel like you’re on top of the world, or under it.

to those who may have noticed how i’ve essentially been a ghost for a while, my apologies, i have been in the process of helping my family to move to nova scotia and then move myself in my little volvo v40 named inga to almost the complete opposite side (banff) of this ridiculously big country. regular posting will resume once i have my life in some semblance of order, thanks for hanging in there.