In 24 hours, Michael and I will be hopping aboard a plane which will carry us safely to the East coast. I am looking forward to catching up with my folks and having a single night of debauchery with my old friends in beautiful Halifax. It has been two years since my last visit; this one is well overdue. We plan on doing some house-hunting to keep the doors of opportunity wide open.
Although my home now, is in B.C. with Michael, I have to consciously stop myself from saying “I can’t wait to go back home!” when referring to Nova Scotia. Twenty-three years of living in the same place will do that to you. I just hope that I have many more East coast Autumns, Saturday morning markets, power outages and creaky, heritage floors in my future.
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