When you read this diary entry.... you will have 7 days.......
I took a small plane and was greeted by a small city tonight. It was 100 degrees below zero and I thought to myself,
"Just what in the fuck am I doing this for? Stepping off this same plane over and over and over"
Like the dog that loves his master after repeated beatings....like the Pizza Hut enthusiast who returns after repeated vomitings....
Toronto- why must you be my heroin?
Needless to say my recent trip home was perfect. Or far more perfect than usual. Maybe I'll go in to more detail tomorrow. So I guess it's now just a matter of time before I move back. Time and money. Or better yet, finding a way to spend my time... that yields money.
If you think of anything, let me know.
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