Edmonton, Day 1

Took the Via Rail from Toronto to Edmonton. At my friends’ home. Listening to “Best of You” by the Foo Fighters, one of my all time favourite songs. We are about to watch a movie. I am traveling. I am young. I cannot monitor how I feel at all times. I can only be how I am at any given time. I can’t be perfect. I can’t perfect my emotional or psychological states. This will be a tough lesson to wrap my head around. I just pet Onika, the dog. Brother of said friend just came home. Probably surprised to see a brown girl in his kitchen. Wouldn’t we all be? 

Going to suggest popcorn. 

About Moon Eggs

A woman who remembers enjoying writing.
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