I feel like I'm still in Vancouver. I woke up to find myself alone in a townhouse somewhere in Toronto, staring numbly at the pouring rain outside. Of course, it isn't just the rain that makes it seem like I'm still out west; I suspect that I left part of my spirit behind, too.

I'm still out of sorts. I don't feel like myself; it's as though I can see myself somewhere far away behind a diffused lens, and I don't really know how to get past that and slip back into my own skin. It's like my spirit has gone off for a walk and I'm left having to fend for myself without it. So please, if you catch a glimpse of it turning the corner - run to catch it! If you sense it like an autumn chill - quick, close the door! I would be so grateful if you could help in reuniting me with it...