Tsuxiit

Yesterday was a good day. A 21 hour day filled with a lot more than I had expected to accomplish at 6:30 am when a phone call from an arriving guest woke me out of a coma.

Best. Waffles. Ever.

I don't think words can express how much it means to me to have things sort of getting back to normal. Sitting at a hotel restaurant at 7:30 in the morning, laughing and talking like we used to. A walk around the False Creek sea wall and the comfortable silences starting to creep back in before the rain did creep in. I'm still in a weird mind state about it all though. Hesitant. It's not in a bad way, just not sure as to the pace at which to roll with this.

Fast or slow. I'm happy. Hungover, but happy.