As I flew into Toronto tonight I was captivated by the beautiful time of year, and the perfect sunset timing of our flight - lighting up fields and city. I could pick out familiar roads and even check my route to Duncan's house to see how traffic was doing. And then it happened....something totally horrific....
I felt the tingly-inside feeling of about-to-be-home.....
I feel at home in Toronto?!?!?!
.....I think I just threw up a little in my mouth.
Home is where your heart is, so your real home's in your chest.
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