i'm laying here in bed asking myself why i came home. i mean don't get me wrong, i love my family and london will always be home, but something caught me out there. i think i might move out west. for real. i'd like to spend a month or so driving out there with someone this summer, taking as many picture as i possibly can, experiencing the most beautiful landscapes i've ever seen. i'm in awe of the beauty of eastern canada.
oh and westjet lost my luggage. pray that i get it back?