on Wednesday, I finally made it somewhere normal and wandered the streets of Roncesvalles and Parkdale. I got to see my friend, witness their garage in mid-conversion into a “cottage” (so much better to keep people comfortable than dirty mechanical contraptions called cars!), and have the best burger in the city at Parts and Labour (which, as it turned out, was designed by her bf)
Toronto really is not all bad. I probably wouldn’t even mind living here.