Oh Vancouver

My posts have become a lot more spaced out over the last couple years. That means i'm either too busy to reflect, or i'm too afraid to. It's likely a combination of both.
Im sitting in my favorite Vancouver apartment, its 2 am and i cant sleep. It seems like the whole city is asleep, but i cant get my eyes to shut. I look around with a look of longing when i see my friends, my city, my life. it's as if i've already left. Im going to miss it. So badly, that it already hurts.
I just read a book called Blankets. I think it may be part of the reason i'm awake, and also why i'm feeling a little nostalgic.
I identify so much with this man who struggles to identify with a christian lifestyle and understanding.
I will always believe in God, and I will always hold strong to the teachings of Jesus. But the Dogmas of christianity and the structures of the church create so many barriers between cultures and people. I cant seem to make sense of it.
Im going to miss this city for more than just the people and the beauty that makes Vancouver one for the books. Im going to miss it for what it has done to me. Im a changed man.
I know i will be back one day, but it wont ever be the same Vancouver.
Thanks