hereiamjh

I dreamed last night that I fell in love. It was a great dream - complete with story-line and subplot...but at the end, it was just another love story. And I still woke up alone.

My cousin just left in a cab to catch his train back to Toronto. It's almost 7am, and it's time for me to go to bed.

I sorta a little fell in love with the bartender at one of the first bars - why do I always fall for bartenders and dancers.....Especially bartender dancers...

Sigh, men are so easy.