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New Digs

Right now I'm sitting at a computer in my HOME OFFICE.

Yes, that's right I have HOME. A nice, 3 story HOME that is ALL MINE. Well, I share it with D but he's easy to share with.

Over the past 6 days I've enjoyed relaxing on MY OWN couch, staring out the construction from MY OWN window and getting in some exercising running up and down the 3 FLIGHTS OF STAIRS in the space which I now call my own.

D and I fell luckily into this place which a friend of ours owns and is kindly renting to us. It's given me a whole new outlook on things. Just having your own space has never seemed so important.

I guess it feels like almost 2 years since I've had my own space. We had a great place in Korea - huge 3 bedroom, great for parties - but, in hindsight, it was hard for me to feel completely at home there because I knew I would be leaving.

The Belfast rentals always felt instantly like home. I suppose since Ireland is very much Western like Canada, it didn't take much.

But now, I walk out my front door, turn the corner and there's the CN Tower. Standing their in its awesome state, like it was erected just for me.

I feel right at home and yet like I'm in a completely different city, like I'm seeing Toronto in this whole new light. And it makes me feel great. Because I worried that if we came back here, we would lose sight of just how far we've come.

I'm starting to realise that's not really possible. No city street or landmark or recurring street busker can take away from how I've learned to look at the world.

And I guess that's the difference. It hasn't changed but HOW I LOOK AT has.

It's like a whole new city. Except this time, I GET A ROOFTOP PATIO WITH A BBQ.

See when the sun comes out.

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