
I always say this to myself because I know it's true.
There are days I wish that it would make sense all at
once, so I could just move on to the next place, person
or thing but I guess I'd be missing the point.
The learning curve. The life experience, which I think,
most people living in North America don't understand
because we've been economically socialized by the routine
of 'live to work instead of work to live'. Oh, how we've
been cheated by given only as much as 2 weeks paid vacation
(if you're lucky at all) out of 52 weeks, with the thought
of if one can afford to actually 'go' anywhere for clarity.
Someone said to me last night," Toronto is f*cking awesome!"
and I busted out laughing, because honestly, it's not even a
Top 10 City to live in or even visit for that matter,
so relax yourself, please. It's a decent city, far from awesome.
I've realized this as I think my decade stint of rat racing here
might be coming to a close. Planning for change has been
full of second-guessing, seclusion and optimism but most
importantly, it's on track...so, to be continued.