Left home at 18, worked camps for about 15 years, got married to the widow next door, raised a kid, buried same kid, read a lot of topic related documents and spent years researching some topics and other topics as the need arose and yet I'm the problem around here am I. In a hour or so and for a long time you are going to wish this gentler kinder side of me had stayed around a little longer.
I don't have to tease you about anything other than you are on your own as the local collective can't help you become somebody who can stand on their own two feet. That is the quest, where you plant your feet is pretty meaningless.
Your mother references don't apply as he went to the grave when she was 93, still way smarter that you are in your prime. As much as the collective would allow anyway.
So, for the 2nd time, Why are there no people on the beach? Your joy at your job is fake, if you love getting to a certain spot so much then it must hurt a bit when it is in your rear-view mirror.
Quit and stay, Alberta will struggle along without you.
At running into the troll side of you?? Like I already mentioned do my posts seem mildier on your threads today compared when killing a 2 year old was the greatest thing since sliced bread. Saved the problem of killing her later was part of your reasoning as I recall.
I might belong in a basement but you belong on a sharp post that is shoved up your ass for all that alone.
Have a piece of Canadian softwood, asshole.