While I am beginning to like Vancouver more and more, I am more than happy to see myself back home in Toronto. This should be from May until August.

The life of leisure is fun. What I like most about engaging in strenuous and dangerous physical activity is that it removes me from thinking about anything serious. But I can only escape thinking for so long. As soon as the activity ceases, and there no longer exists a build up of lactic acid in my biceps, I feel empty -- an emptiness only filled by activity, love and my engagement with what is beautiful.