Looking for greener grass…

Maybe I'm spending too much time listening to old songs on the radio and reading books on communal living and hippie theory, but I swear I'm going to loose it if I have to spend another month in this death trap — now, don't get me wrong, as cities go, Toronto is a wonderful place… But as I get older I know that I have to move on from here to a place that I can really live.

I can't begin to thank Rob enough for allowing Rachel and Jon and I to share his house with him as we prepare the building space for the future… I don't think he knows it, but I'm not sure if I do this without his help.

Now we just need a name for our farm (well, we have a lot more than that to do, but you know what I mean). Part of me wants to call it New Toronto, but in all emohonestly it's hard for me to think about without getting all choked up.

One Comment

  1. Elizabeth wrote:

    … crybaby. :)

    Monday, September 15, 2008 at 5:51 am | Permalink
Wow Shannon, that's really annoying! What is it, 1997 on Geocities? Retroweb is NOT cool!

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