Toronto The Good

I walked home in the humid night tonight and was overcome by a sort of quiet contentment. I realised in that moment, that despite the few things I complain about in this city, I am really happy with how things have turned out for me here. Toronto has welcomed me into its arms, introducing me to all it's different neighbourhoods and a few subcultures as well. It's hum sings me to sleep at night and it's what keeps me going during the day. The people have been, on the whole, both pleasant and inclusive, and I find that even in the right light, the sidewalks are pretty... you only have to look to see it.

Toronto is not home, but as a guest in its halls, I have come to feel like family.