“Allons ! whoever you are come travel with me !
Traveling with me you find what never tires.”
– Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
After Slaughterhouse 90210
Instead of having a Chrome window open this week, I got to stare at my desktop a lot. Which was nice.
Toronto has more novelists than we do, but we have more poets. Montreal has more federal politicians than we do, but we have more mad people in the streets. Ottawa has more doughnut shops than we do, but we have more cups of organic tea.