I freaking miss Canada

Funny thing happened to me today.

As I was strolling at a brisk pace between two landmarks in the city of my birth, Bucharest, I realized that I missed my country of adoption.

As I gazed at the people’s faces, I suddenly had this overwhelming urge to take flight, and flash back to good ole Canada.

People’s faces were depressingly grey and I just couldn’t take it anymore. And so I thought:

Oh God, how I long to be back in Canada!

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