Every relationship must end, or morph, eventually
The rain tonight was like home; even the pizza seemed much more Windsor than Vancouver. I sat on the sidewalk belonging to some bike store on Commercial Drive, talking on my phone after walking for nearly an hour in the warm pouring rain. On my way two asian guys asked me where the hospital was and after I gave them directions they asked where I was going. "See the lighting over there? I guess that's where I'm going."
A couple of girls stopped to show off a dance routine right in front of me, shaking what their mama gave them just moments after a street person walked up and asked me for change. "Right now I am filled with change, but none that I can give you."
It is time.
A couple of girls stopped to show off a dance routine right in front of me, shaking what their mama gave them just moments after a street person walked up and asked me for change. "Right now I am filled with change, but none that I can give you."
It is time.