EAST VAN LOVE.

I have been away from home now for two and a half weeks. It has been a whirlwind tour of late nights, old friends, movies in parents’ basements, and far too much food.  In all of this, from the West Coast, to Toronto, to small town Ontario, back to B.C, I have thoroughly enjoyed every moment of the holidays. But now, a bag of dirty laundry and an ever-expanding waist line later, it is time to go home.  I can't wait to get back to my little East Van house and the crows that fly over it every day at sunset.