Sometimes, when you feel like an idiot or a jerk, it helps
to remember the good decisions you’ve made in life. Like the time when I was 18
and I didn’t get off the train in Jasper and rent a car with a bunch of
strangers to drive the rest of the way to Vancouver. That one middle-aged French
guy really tried to convince me but I resisted. That was really smart of me.
Good job Alex. The three-day food poisoning I got from eating a ham sandwich on
the train later on was super brutal but I still feel I made the right choice. A
little salmonella I will take over the risk of rape and death and disappearing
forever into the Rocky Mountain wilderness. Small victories friends, small
victories.
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