I’m Just Not That in to You… Canada Day

I’m Canadian. The passport says so. But I don’t feel Canadian. I feel like my home is elsewhere.

Can you guess where? (As a friend I mine would say: ‘I think we can classify that one under the category of NoShit, Sherlock!’)

So as my life changes and evolves and before the kiddo is too old, I need to figure out a way to live in the country that has my heart.

Possible? Maybe

Probable? No. But you have to dream

And that is Canadian!


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