I didn't manage to post anything while I was in Canada. It was a busy trip, and well, who reads this but the people I was visiting (and that's dubious anyway ha).
After being away for 18 months, I found coming back to be, I suppose, obviously, completely the same but altogether different. Things carry along and we all have our plans and paths, but it's nice to know that one can reconverge and pick up where something that no one remembers was left off or whatever... It was a great trip, though, and happy and sad and intense and ordinary and well, again obviously, both poles of whatever adjective attempts to describe it.
No pictures, and not a lot to post here, as much is better dealt with in the privacy of therapy.
hmmm, at the moment I'm coming up with nothing but truisms and more tautolgy and vacant points about the flood of time and distance and relationships and community and travel. At that then, until next time, hopefully tomorrow.
Oh, jet lag of the east-west direction is great. I get to bed early and rise with the dawn for a long breakfast and casual start to the day. Maybe it'll be come a habit.
Otherwise, the trip was great, so much of it notable and remarkable, but best preserved in mind.
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