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My Journey to a Resort

Talking about two extremes, I came from New York City and the next thing you knew I was in a resort in a city called Nottawasaga. I didn't even know what was its exact location. What I did know was that it was a one hour drive from Toronto. It was a beautiful resort, away from the hectic traffic of the big city. There was a golf course, a swimming pool, a spa facilities, a gym, and a lot of other good stuff.

I came here for a three day conference. The great food I ate and all the other good stuff I mentioned before were included in the package. There was also a show, put on for us, with a DJ that did his thing (so that I can do my thing...you know..show all my great moves...)

However (yes however), even though I was happy to be there, I wasn`t really enjoying all the fun activities. Trust me, it’s not because I don't like having a good time. From my previous blogs you know I like having a great time, however, this time was different . I had an urge to finish something.

The conference was great and the various workshops were very helpful. But as soon as we had a break, I ran to my room to work on my computer. Yesterday, I went to bed at 1:30 AM and woke up at 5:30AM to continue working. Its been quite a long time since I have been this excited about doing something.

You are probably asking yourselves what in the world is this guy doing to not even be enjoying this wonderful resort. Don’t worry, I will tell you.

The reason why I wasn't fully enjoying myself, not to mention not sleeping much, was because I am writing a book...my book..your book...our book.

When I was in New York city, I was so inspired that I decided to use my book for a good cause. A portion of the book sales will go towards helping kids in different countries. I was very much inspired by our project in Mali that I decided to donate a portion of the funds from my future book sales to support projects similar to the one in Mali. The remaining portion will go towards my bank account lol (I have a special thing that I intend to accomplish, but I won’t tell you what it is...but stay tune for its breaking news!)

Ever since I got this idea, it has been difficult for me to sleep. I am just so excited about it. I find myself writing all the time. I wrote while traveling on the mega bus that brought us here and during my breaks. I couldn't stop thinking about writing while attending the workshops. It has simply been unbelievable. I am really enjoying the process, so much so, that if there was only one copy of this book I would be the one to buy it.

I am now on to my eighth chapter and the goal is to finish the book by the end of next week. I can’t wait for it to be published. It contains some really good stuff (much of which have been more difficult for me to write about because they are very personal stories. Nevertheless, I will share them with you).

Remember, It is not too late for you to send me your favourite blog posts. Thanks to all of you who have sent me your comments, I made sure to include your names in my book.Again my e-mail is: pbizindavyi6@gmail.com

Moral of the story? Do you want to have a dream that will keep you awake all the time? Go to a nice resort, but you won’t be allowed to have fun.

Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman
pbizindavyi6@gmail.com

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