canada...?
Hello everybody. I don’t know if I have forgotten how to do this, or if it is like riding a bike.
I graduate in less than a month (a fact which hasn't yet settled) and i don’t think i am ready to go at all....but i guess it is those leaps that make us grow up (which is something that i must do a little bit more as my parents made evident to me last night as my dad sang 'father and son' by cat stevens on the car ride home). When i was younger, i couldnt help but tear up a little when he sang it to my sister, brother and I. Last night, in my slightly drunken haze, it made me smile.
Father
It’s not time to make a change,
Just relax, take it easy.
You’re still young, that’s your fault,
There’s so much you have to know.
Find a girl, settle down,
If you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I’m happy.
I was once like you are now, and I know that it’s not easy,
To be calm when you’ve found something going on.
But take your time, think a lot,
Why, think of everything you’ve got.
For you will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.
Son
How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again.
It’s always been the same, same old story.
From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen.
Now there’s a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.
Father
It’s not time to make a change,
Just sit down, take it slowly.
You’re still young, that’s your fault,
There’s so much you have to go through.
Find a girl, settle down,
If you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I’m happy.
(son-- away away away, I know I have to
Make this decision alone - no)
Son
All the times that I cried, keeping all the things I knew inside,
It’s hard, but it’s harder to ignore it.
If they were right, I’d agree, but it’s them you know not me.
Now there’s a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.
(father-- stay stay stay, why must you go and
Make this decision alone? )
If you were as close to your parents as i am, im sure it would tear something up inside of you.
So...canada (montreal). at its worst: -40 degree weather, some slightly snobbish french canadians, no mountains, no tank tops, no arepas (cachapas, perro calenteros, ect), no mango, no chiwi, no atticus, no cosita, no eca (all of you eca graduates are prolly pitty me...but i am a product of my environment), no child-joy.
I dont know what to expect of it. Let's just say that im anxious and terrified.
later gators.