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It's almost like the universe is conspiring to keep me here.
Every time I try to make it home to start working on harvest something keeps popping up that keeps me here in Toronto.
First it was my reluctance to go in the first place.
Then one of the twins has a personal crisis large enough to keep me here for an extra 2 days.
And now I cannot find my bus ticket.
LOL.
A sign perhaps?
Every time I try to make it home to start working on harvest something keeps popping up that keeps me here in Toronto.
First it was my reluctance to go in the first place.
Then one of the twins has a personal crisis large enough to keep me here for an extra 2 days.
And now I cannot find my bus ticket.
LOL.
A sign perhaps?