Sunny Days pt.2

ALRIGHT Y'ALL, eat up! I've reached a new height in my career as a lonesome wandering soul and have established a new routine that promotes getting dressed up, exercise, mind cleansing, and most importantly a final testimony to the allegations that deemed my gr.8th self a "goth." Lol, I make myself laugh. 

Vhy yes, that is a cemetery under the condo-defined North York skyline. The dandelions, smoothly paved road, hills of grass, and sunset make up for the common eeriness of and cemetery, which i pronounce as [sem-meh-tree] because I say so. Be it silly sit downs with a friend, frozen pond crossing with the same friend, or even almost being locked inside past sunset while trying to bike home after a booze run- the York Cemetery has been nothing but good memories for me upon each visit. On this particular Sunday, I propped myself on a hill, looked out into the distance of scenery and wrote down every thought that's been clouding me up.

Funny things about my bike seat:
1) Product casing said "120 DAY COMFORT GUARANTEE"
2) So I used to take the Blue Night to North York and then bike home after going out, and one night someone stole my bike seat! I had to walk alongside my bike, slightly impaired, in heels...and got home at 5am.

Unsatisfied with the unemployed lifestyle and my lack of closet space, I had to resort to selling my clothes via Facebook , which has surprisingly been a successful little business. I've also been collecting supplies to create more "gypsy halos" and chain harnesses. Here is me sporting my liddo creation which I dubbed the, "Don Sphynx Gypsy Halo."

The adventures of Ragtag and Bobtail

At the end of our backyard (like literally) forest venturing, Ragtag (Christopher) and I (Bobtail) sat at the edge of a cliff and gloried at the golf course below and the highway ahead. We only took in at that point just how fortunate we were to be living in the contrasting "burbs" of Toronto. Throughout high school we yearned to be one with downtown Toronto but eventually the concrete grid became business suits, mallrats, pigeons, and overpriced vintage clothing that would only break our hearts. The following photos sum up a breathtaking (both based on beauty and fitness) day of the surreal secrets that offer Torontonians a break and a thrill from the city motion.

Hi Chris! (Tip: use your sunglasses as colour filters for your camera.)

Always travel with a buddy like Ragtag.

DON'T FRET! The view was lovely. 

Hike risk! (Like hi Chris...get it?)

Bobtail as a cold granny.

 It felt like birth. 

Nature will let you use its roots as steps and their branches as rails to help you through those tough climbs.

Do you see it now?

And the day ended in bushes with blankets.