this started playing during the six hour drive from montreal to toronto and everything just kind of clicked into place and i started smiling while my parents talked to each other in the front seats of the van in the darkness of the night – while the wheels kept moving beneath us and the road kept moving past.
and i kind of shed all of the strange resentment i’ve been keeping welled up for so long, and i kind of saw the summer yet to be and i was filled with this instinctual knowledge that things were going to be beautiful.
we drove from midnight until about 6:30 am and i only got an hour of sleep.
i watched the sun rise over the streets of toronto, and when i got back to my house, i felt like i was home.
