The End is Fucking Nigh

And so, here we are on August the first, as my summer will soon draw to a close (in case you’re wondering about the title, it is of course a reference to the 2002 post-apocalyptic film 28 Days Later). Yes, while you may be thinking, “Wait Paul, you’re crazy! There’s still a month of summer left!” Sadly, this is not exactly true for me…although I suppose technically it may be, but we all know I’m not technical about such technicalities. No, my summer ends in a couple of weeks from now, as my Jillybear is leaving for Florida on the 17th, and personally I see no reason to be here in North Bay any longer without her. My contract with the MTO ends next Friday (a week from today), for which my excitement cannot be expressed in mere words. It’s a win-lose situation, you see: while this job is finally coming to an end (something that I’ve been looking forward to for a long, long time…even longer since they extended my contract for several more weeks), it also means that I know my days of seeing Jill’s beautiful face everyday are numbered. I’m literally counting down the days until I have to leave her…leave her, but not forget her; never forget her. It’s sad, and a little heartbreaking I guess too to imagine going back to the days where I can’t just go see her whenever I want, or run to her when I’m having problems, or just know that she’s only a few minutes away. Yes, I suppose there are people that have it much harder than we do; at least Sudbury is only just over an hour away from North Bay. There are people in much longer-distance relationships that can be several hours away, several provinces away, or even in different countries or continents. However, perhaps people in relationships so far away from each other have been hardened by the distance between them; something that I know will never happen to Jill or myself. Still, that doesn’t make being apart any easier. (more…)