I’m going to Toronto on labour day.
I know, I know. It’s crazy, right? Ms. “I’m never going back” has bought her return ticket.
But it’s ok. I will enjoy the heck out of my remaining time here. Then I will enjoy eight months in Toronto. Things to look forward to in Toronto: My best friends, free rent in a great apartment, groceries bought for me, not having to deal with the damn Olympics…
And then I’ll be gone again. Where to? I don’t know. Suggestions are welcome.
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