I’ve just arrived in Toronto for the weekend to see some friends. On the drive in from the airport, I’m experiencing a series of flashbacks – returning time and time again from Africa, the excitement of seeing Fergal at the end of a long trip (combined with the reality of his absence), anxiety, the fun of being on a trip…a change of scene and pace. 

That last feeling can be dangerous. Wanting something only because it’s different from your norms. Does that mean I’m running away from something or creating positive distractions?

I think too much. 

This weekend, I’ll just be. 


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