Love my Chaos.

Ok, so I made it.

Through the hurdles of goodbyes, hellos, and hangovers, over the boarding passes, sky trains and customs, and now I am sitting in Gate A2 in the YVR airport, sights set for Ontario.


I got on the bus, bags and all and the bus driver asked, in his friendly vancouver- transit way, where I was headed. "home or away...? " he asked.

" I dont really know..." I answered, smiling.

I feel like I am home, but I suppose that is where I am going.


"well do me a favor"  the bus driver said, eyes on the road but voice trailing behind him.

" Make sure you dont tell all your Toronto friends how much fun you had."