A month to go...

So, how do I feel about this city I'm about to leave? Like a web whose threads you may walk into across the street, its filaments are so fine it binds without you really knowing it, and you only feel it when you are on the brink of leaving as am I. I came here to follow one dream, and am leaving (albeit temporarily) to embark upon another, slightly older one.

As with last time, the things around me seem to take on a more intense hue: colours are more vivid, the air moves with more meaning somehow compared to before, like I am seeing with new eyes. Having another, more heightened life. I am nervous, wondering about leaving this place that has become home. Many people have remarked on how excited I must be, how brave to be embarking upon this journey. In all honesty, I have not really thought about it that much. Again, much like last time, I am following something that feels more and more right the closer it gets to happening, and I can do no better, go no further than that.

So while I sing a parting love song to Montreal and all it means and has meant to me, my heart is full of a calm place where it feels open to the world. For all I shall miss, for all I rejoice - thank you.