Without a doubt, February 29 marks a leap year. Also, the year I make a big leap. To the Big Smoke. Toronto.
February was a month where big decisions were made, whether good or bad, I don’t know, and it doesn’t matter, because it’s already late March and I’m updating this post. All I know is I asked all the questions I could and made my decisions based on them.
Birthday lobster (Spanish paella)
Coffee with Eddie. The girl behind the counter looked underage (not pictured) and was looking at lingerie the whole time on her Macbook Pro. No daughter of mine shall ever do such a thing in plain view!
I’ll take two, please
Coffee with Eff-1 @ Propoganda Coffee. Sweet S2000 in the decay of Chinatown
There’s a pot of gold at the end of that rainbow
I once had a dream. And that dream was to own a Porsche one day. From the moment I saw the legendary Porsche 911, I knew that one day, I would have one to call my own.
And I did. My years of struggle, pain, effort, dedication, and perseverance paid off. I lived to realize that dream.
But today is a sad, sad day. I gave up the dream. I gave it up in order to pursue a bigger dream.
It’s been three amazing years, and it breaks my heart to let it go. Only a fool like me would ever do such a thing. But I have new dreams now and I will chase them.
Good bye, Jane.