Too much.

Photo by my favorite photographer, Alisa Arsenault.

My favorite baby, favorite coffee shop.

That being said, I'm off on a coffee hunt. Strapping on my boots and warmest scarf. Is it minus one hundred home as well?

I heard someone talk around the table.

Here I am, Montreal. I came home (Steph & Aaron's) to a house full of Acadians and a pot of Frico simmering in the kitchen (Capital F. You won't understand until you've had it). I did not expect that at all. Sneaky, beautiful friends. The host even made two versions of fresh baked bread and poutine-a-trou for desert. Yes, please. She continues to blow my mind (and my estomac), every, single, time. I started doubting my decision to move here as soon as I got off the plane. The traffic and cold stares really turn me off. We've come to the conclusion that it's the curse of The Maritimes. Where I am from, people are super caring and warm.  Like a drug, when I don't get that on a daily basis, there's a void to fill,  leaving me feeling empty and small. I wonder how people here do it. I wonder if I can do it, here.

It's for-real-life, now.

This is my friend Essa. We've been BF's since grade three. The first time I saw her, I was tippy-toe peeking over our fence in Riverview and thought she was pretty cute with her mushroom cut. I had a crush on her (I thought she was a boy), no big deal. I spoke to her on the phone last night and updated her on my plans. (Which means moving to MTL. That's if I don't get knocked up in Europe. JUST KIDDING MOM.) Her reaction just made everything that much more official. Never again will I have the chance to live in the same city as my three solid girls, so how can I not? It's as perfect as perfect gets. Before we start popping out babies and stuff, you know.  Twenty eleven is about taking risks and doing things I don't normally do. Whether it's moving to MTL or paragliding in the Alps, Ashrams or solo poetry nights, simple things as admitting I'm wrong and going out of my way to make someones day rock. Forget resolutions! Life's too short to worry about those.