A Confession.
Living in a shit-hole like Rochester has made me miss Toronto so badly that I tear up at any or all of the following:
- Matt Galloway's 'Metro Morning' on CBC online radio
- Thinking of walking through High Park now that the weather has turned
- Most Toronto references on 'Being Erica' (a show I can't stop watching)
- Realizing things that I'm missing in the city (Justin's birthday, St Patrick's Day, etc.)
Toronto is a city that I love and hate. When I'm back I can't help but notice that air smells awful and most of the people I encounter are so rude. Then I get back here, to Rochester, and remember that all the ways I hate Toronto are kind of what I like about it. It's a big, stinking, rude city but I love the shit out of it.
1 comment:
I miss Toronto too! and I only live in Vancouver, which while not entirely civilized, is at least Canadian (sort of). I am the only person west of Thunder Bay who actually wears a Maple Leaf Jersey
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