and am now just trying to get through this last stretch
with some kindness towards this place that fits me so poorly --
like a housemate you scrape by with for months, then one person is going to
move out, and suddenly the tone of voice changes, the loudness of the 9 am carrot chopping wakeup calls -- i know toronto works for some people, i also know that i am not one of them.
i haven't yet figured out what my time here was for.
i got a lot out of it career wise, i guess.
i know i'll understand someday, but for now i am just basking in knowing that i get to go back to that Best Coast I love so much.