All my dreams come true

Text message from the best, "booking tickets for Montreal, do you want to come?" Just a day after I had memory swoons of all the places I love, just after I had a jealous swoon at lunch as we talked about E's move for grad school.

I spent all day preparing minutes for meetings, drinking weak tea, wearing wet shoes and wondering if I was getting a sore throat. While daydreaming la-la, la-la, la-la-la. I took some breaks and liked these articles

http://seedmagazine.com/content/article/winds_of_change/
http://www.wilsonquarterly.com/article.cfm?aid=1670

Life, you delight me sometimes. Throat, you are another story altogether. Montreal, je t'aime!