We’ve been in this time warp for the past couple of months, stuck on a treadmill of anxiety, disgust, and impatience. Now that said treadmill has disappeared, can we go back to being normal? Sipping on a highball last night, it came to me: we’re going to better be better than normal. We’ll be bloody extraordinary. Or maybe that was just the Seagram talking. (Canada’s finest!)
And speaking of Canada’s finest, I’m thinking of my lovely Ugandan cousin in Toronto while listening to the best Jewish Canadian child-actor of a rapper ever… and my future hubby. I'm starting to gain momentum with this whole desire fulfillment thing, it's all in due time. Life is startin’ to look real good again.
How many more days until uni?
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