blissed out

so last night i found myself meandering up bathurst street completely and utterly blissed out! it was gorgeous and unexpected - i generally only get truly blissed out surrounded by people, stories and music. but i was all alone, bathing in the after-effects of some mightily cool experiences.

i went to see 'no great mischief' at tarragon theatre last night. hell, even the volunteering was fun, causing me to ponder: why's it taken me so fucking long to get my ass over there? i was also impressed by the space, coming up with clever sets perfectly suited to it just begging for a story. i knew one of the staff too, so that was cool - nice to walk into a new space and see a familiar face. hell, i guess that's only cool cuz it's still so new for that kinda shit to be happening to me in toronto.

and the show.. wow. i found it took a little while for it to really grab me - trying though i was to give a shit. and then suddenly, hooowee i did. great acting, brilliant storytelling and the music! that was the best surprise! they even sang "mon pays ce n'est pas un pays, c'est l'hiver" - a classic franco folk song giving me those deep-down nostalgia waves from la belle province. incredible. i could not possibly recommend it more.

after the show, i decided to walk up bathurst, smoke a wee joint, and check out this neighborhood i'd never ventured into before. and then right on the corner of bathurst and dupont was this great little diner. a long speckled grey counter lined the length of the tiny space behind which stood weathered old greek men. still others littered the fixed seats racing alongside the counter, mingled with cool young hipsters. i couldn't resist. i went in, ordered a grilled cheese sammich, wrote a bit and got talked up by some old smoothies. purrrrfect.

and then just walking the few blocks to the subway station, just setting one foot ahead of the other, glancing around, just that was so delightful. the people were friendly, pretty much all smiling at me, some saying hi. a coupla fellas invited me for a drink, which i sadly had to decline: gotta get my beauty rest you know! heh. so yea, a spectacular soiree as far as i'm concerned.

la la la-la.
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