Good feelings about T.O.
Well now that I've purged all my bitterness about Toronto I suddenly feel quite a bit fo warmth for this cold city. Today was a beautiful day even if it was so cold. I'm thinking of going to the ice cream store across the street just to provide them with some business:) Sitting in the warm car waiting for Sami to come back from the Rogers store, looking outside and listening to pop Christmas tunes on the radio, watching the sun set over the parking lot. It really is gorgeous.
On a day like today with it so cold the sky is absolutely clear of any cloud. The leafless tree branches become perfect silhouetes against the sky. The sky glows whitish-orange down close to the roofs of the houses then shading into a yellowish blue like a baby's blanket, a very pale green next and then a pale blue and the branches are like a multitude of arms raised up to embrace the sky as it goes darker blue, and then still darker up high where you can see the moon. It is so clear you can see the planes flying far away, every detail of the underside in perfect gray and white miniature like a micromachine toy. Although the sun hasn't yet gone down the moon is in the sky, a perfect white crescent with just the slightest fade, a perfect double for the Dreamworks studio logo. The setting sun makes the sky glow above the buildings and the trees become abstractions of themselves, like the spirits of trees in an Inuit painting.
What's made the difference, other than having vented all my disappointment with the city, to make it love me today? It's simple I guess, someone I love is here and he made me happy last night. And if it is his city too, then it must be beautiful. It must be if he is contained within it.
And the other people I are here too, moving against the frosty air, walking about and doing things, like the forces of nature that they are.