I've moved to Toronto now. Taken the big leap. It's a scary thing; moving out, moving on, moving in with others.
Home is far away now, but it is in my thoughts. So strange to miss a place so much that was only ours for less than a year. I miss the prairie skies, lighting up at night in dreamy pink gradients. I miss talking with my dad about the planes overhead, and the lives of the people walking by. I miss the lights of the city turn on, and being able to see people up in the night for miles and miles.
Home is always home. I'm setting up shop here, planting my roots, but this will always be my heart. Prairie girl. Big Adventures. I haven't forgotten you yet, Peg City.
