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It's time to move on, and I'm trying my best. It's not always enough, but I can only try.
A really plesant surprise was during my leave. After the funeral, and once a few vital things were done, I managed to go out to Vancouver Island to see my friends out there, and was able to do a few days volunteering at Pacific Northwest Raptors. It's an awesome place, and helped me miss some horrendous weather back in the UK. The night I arrived on the island it was raining stairods, and the roads had standing water and no cats-eyes since the snow ploughs had popped them off. I couldn't see a thing, and opposite direction traffic was glaring me ou