it is a very sunny day in toronto today and the streets once empty and calm are filled with people worshipping the golden globe...it always puzzles me at this time of year where they have all been through the winter months...personally i enjoy a walk every day and find great delight in the snowflakes dancing around me or the cold wind blowing me across the street...where do they all go?? i imagine some underground world where they crawl around like moles bumping into each other on their way to their jobs and grumbling about the cold, pale faces and vacant eyes, barely audible voices....so suddenly the world is alive with these creatures and they are happy, congregating on corners and speaking loudly, drinking coffee in outdoor cafes and beer on patios...laughing and smiling as though they had just discovered the ability to...at times like these i really do wonder if i am human...or some strange alien planted on earth to observe the habits of these predictable and boring beasts....i am an island...and on my island are beautiful flowers and french bull dogs, bull terriers, and golden labs...
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ReplyDeleteAnd then there is your intrepid neighbour 'Swaney' who luvs all weather and figures that if people don't like her laughing and being off the wall....F-M if they can't take a joke! lmao
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