So I'm home for the first time in......a couple weeks. I tried to take a short cut on the way home only to land myself somewhere in Toronto/Richmond Hills area I had never been in before watching my ride drive away as I realized the buses and trains didn't run to this location on weekends - which would explain the completely deserted parking lot. For a minute I thought I was going to cry before I asked myself, "I have been to Paris and London and both times when I got lost I never felt like crying" and I spent some time realizing that in those cases I was with other people and not relying completely on myself. I saw a city bus go by and walked towards the closest bus stop where I found the bus company number and gave them a call. They were very helpful. In my panic I had forgotten the GO train station was just across from the city bus terminal. I hopped on the next bus to Finch where I caught the subway and from the subway onto the GO train and got home at 5pm - as I had originally planned. The subway was kinda freaky this guy kept looking at me and then he got off at my stop and sorta followed behind me for a bit and then finally departed. Other than that though - everything was pretty good and normal.
Dinner took me two hours to eat because I was talking so much and answering questions and I was a little late for my friends birthday party. It was so good to see them again. It's great to sorta fall back into your little comfortable niche amongst (sp?) familiar people - where you have a role and you don't feel like you have to talk non-stop but instead just sorta sit and listen to the conversation, laugh and add a comment here and there.
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