This happened today, while the rest of Toronto was sleeping -- sparring at 7am.
The before and after picture of it, before I realized just how rough it is sparring in a sweater and after going six rounds in the ring with this talented fighter.
This happened today too, at my home-away-from-home
-- the Toronto Reference Library.
Apparently this now includes returning to
the library after it was the scene of a crime.
We do all have dreams, that's right, but whatever happened to the big dreams of my friends?! Today I stood on the subway platform and looked around me, wondering if those around me were living their dream. We all had big dreams when we were children but where along the way did we lose them? A friend of mine said we didn't actually lose them, "reality just sets in", he said. "The reality of what?" I asked.
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