Just had a great day in Toronto, visited a few shops and had talked with some nice people. This evening I went to The Underground for some fun with my queer friends. I love people, they are so interesting. I scared myself this week. Someone once said (or something like this), "Good things take time, great things happen all at once". Oh, how true! I've been forced to question myself and confront fears. I'm on top of the World! I live for this shit.























I am happy that everything is falling into place for you.