So it seems the lady who tells me "Me no speak English" and hangs up doesn't speak French either. I've decided to label that possibility a false one

I'd thought it only to be a few weeks that I've been trying to bridge the gap I've left for four years. But looking back at when I posted my first attempt (which happened to be worth blogging about) the date states July04

I've begun biking a lot. Hence all my later travels to Thompson have been short. But last night I took another bike ride (I've been taking too many, before the first my legs felt stiff from sitting around too long) to Gabriel Dumont. It took about 1:40 and I'm estimating that time can be halved if I leave from Beal

Therefore I have decided to delay that which has been delayed too long another 2 weeks

And why would I happen to try and meet with someone I haven't talked to for four years?

First of all, we had agreed to meet. I don't like to leave matters that can be finished unfinished. And no, time is not an excuse to nullify the contract

Second of all, I've the luxury to have such a calm life that I've the time to ponder myself into an existential crisis. For some reason I feel this will help me in that regard

There. I'm done blogging by the letter, I'm back to writing bloated things because I can't write in that concise way I use to. Maybe because now I've begun to babble of events rather than thoughts. But that's the thing, these events are causing thoughts (To me at least, I've no idea what purpose my recollections serve you)