My big regret is not taking a big group photo. Sigh. I guess we just have to do another one with all the same people.
Monday, 5 November 2018
Oh that light
We won't let it go out
Even when it's going down
I watched an airplane disappear into the thick gloom. It was headed towards us, and looked like it’s sights ascended to being swallowed up by Toronto’s skyglow. #stories
“Please say hello to the ocean for me.” This is something now ask all my friends when they go away. Often they’ll ask what I want. I would like them to do this more than anything they could bring back.
Perhaps if I were an animal I could be a seahorse. I used to say bat because I’m “batty” and because they’re a confusing but cute and functional mix of kinda bird kinda puppy, and they are very good listeners. I think seahorse is the alter ego to bat. While the bat is the side that works fast and knows how to hustle to get stuff done people wouldn’t expect of little mammals, seahorse is the side that moves very slowly (learns very slowly), is sensitive, deliberate, inhabits the deep, and has to hang on or it might get carried away. It also looks like another animal it isn’t. I adore horses but am simply nowhere near big and physically strong enough anymore to claim that, so let’s go with seahorse. Also the males give birth, and man INFJs are surprising.
Saturday, 3 November 2018
Some people will take a simple situation and make it complicated. Others will take a complicated situation and make it simple.