New friends
Old friends
Jogging.
Dancing
Laughing.
Giggling.
Scrabble.
Chess.
Bike rides.
Learning how to swim and failing horribly at every attempt.
Semi permanently tattooing friends' arms.
Where in the world is Carmen Sandiego?
Silly costumes.
Accordian.
Guitar.
Piano.
Singing.
Dancing.
Kickboxing.
Cleaning.
Basketball.
Volleyball.
Football.
Painting.
Sketching.
Board games.
Art projects.
Perfect strangers.
Serendipity.
Existence.
Reality.
How much brighter red roses look when I'm wearing shades.
The wind in my hair when I'm biking in my neighbourhood.
Kids in tiny bikes riding recklessly beside me.
Those with autism and their perception of the world.
Yam fries.
Pretty little sketches in fancy frames.
Pencil sharpening robots.
Feeling the rush when I stand inches away from a speedy skytrain approaching the station.
Blue skies.
Reading under trees.
Burning in the sun.
Seeing the different shades of green as the wind rustles the leaves.
Springtime and the newness that comes alongside.
Simple chalk messages written on sidewalks.

Facts:
-My parents survived war and started over in Canada 28 years ago. That grants them official Hero status.
-I was a corporate ho zombie for the annual Vancouver zombie walk
-I appear and disappear off of this site. It's a part of my special abilities.
-I was Carmen Sandiego for Halloween. I escaped my party mid-way through, exchanged my dollars into Dongs. Where did I go?
-I don't really know what I'm doing here. I guess I'm finding out.

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