a good thing to realize
Toronto's been on my mind lately. Well, Peter and Ken have been on my mind, and Toronto by extension. This is a nice time of year to be in the city. Maybe I also miss my old room a bit, too. I enjoyed living in a big, if oddly-shaped, space at the top of a house.
But the other day I was feeling restless -- when I get back from work, I need to rest for a couple of hours because I literally spend all morning on my feet -- and it was getting late and I thought about just staying in, but that wouldn't help the restlessness. So instead I biked downtown, and spent a solid hour or more in the library, writing.
That's not something I would have done, in Toronto. I had plenty of restless days, and sometimes I'd take a walk, but taking a walk doesn't do anything. Besides exercise, and maybe stopping by a shop to buy something (justifying my outing by obtaining stuff), when I felt itchy in the city there wasn't much I felt like I could do.
Here, I went somewhere familiar, and I put in time to produce something that didn't exist before. I miss Toronto, I miss my friends, I miss the familiar comforts I did make for myself there, all of that is true. But that little epiphany, entirely unplanned and something I didn't realize until later, is a welcome sign that I made a good decision in leaving the city for here.
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In other news, today I vacuumed and mopped and mopped again for like five hours, and not only have I formed some strong mop-head preferences over the past two months (they're all rag mop tops, detachable to better launder), I have also gained legitimate arm muscles. I'm talking biceps and even visible deltoids, it's pretty fantastic. I will never be Built, but it's super great to be able to lift stuff more easily than I could before. Coupled with the biking and I am sporting some very shapely limbs, all of a sudden!
But the other day I was feeling restless -- when I get back from work, I need to rest for a couple of hours because I literally spend all morning on my feet -- and it was getting late and I thought about just staying in, but that wouldn't help the restlessness. So instead I biked downtown, and spent a solid hour or more in the library, writing.
That's not something I would have done, in Toronto. I had plenty of restless days, and sometimes I'd take a walk, but taking a walk doesn't do anything. Besides exercise, and maybe stopping by a shop to buy something (justifying my outing by obtaining stuff), when I felt itchy in the city there wasn't much I felt like I could do.
Here, I went somewhere familiar, and I put in time to produce something that didn't exist before. I miss Toronto, I miss my friends, I miss the familiar comforts I did make for myself there, all of that is true. But that little epiphany, entirely unplanned and something I didn't realize until later, is a welcome sign that I made a good decision in leaving the city for here.
.
In other news, today I vacuumed and mopped and mopped again for like five hours, and not only have I formed some strong mop-head preferences over the past two months (they're all rag mop tops, detachable to better launder), I have also gained legitimate arm muscles. I'm talking biceps and even visible deltoids, it's pretty fantastic. I will never be Built, but it's super great to be able to lift stuff more easily than I could before. Coupled with the biking and I am sporting some very shapely limbs, all of a sudden!