September 10, 2010

I'll admit; it's chilly outside and I like it. Wearing my jean jacket and Ty's soft scarf absolutely make my life right now; I want to venture out into the cool night air and grab one of my favorite Fall staples - the Pumpkin Spice Latte from Starbucks.

It reminds me of sitting at a patio outside on Avenue Rd in Toronto when I was younger with my aunt and listening to het give me advice that I didn't realize was worthwhile until years later. I don't know what was so special about that moment but I think about it a lot and this sort of atmosphere makes me smile as a result.

I used to try to blog at least once a day but it's proving to be difficult with school; the wifi is TERRIBLE and all the concrete walls don't help me to even attach to my own network; is there a Blogger app I can get for my iPhone for easy posting on-the-fly? I've been bombarding Twitter instead but blogging just feels more natural and connected most of the time.

My prof assigned a short story called "The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas" and I read it a little while ago and felt very put-off by it; I like literature that can do that to you, especially short stories; another is one I read in high school called "The Yellow Wallpeper". Has anyone read these?

I want to write more and share; everything has been so new and all the things I figure most people would find banal and dull are over-the-top and thrilling for me.

But isn't that watt fulfilling your dreams and ambitions is supposed to feel like?

I hope so.

Miss you all, xo