Over-rated v. under-rated
Over-rated: hope lately. This whole getting kicked in the face while trying to climb out of an ever-deepening hole business is bullshit, so I’m not going to bother worrying about it anymore. That way, when something shitty comes around, I’ll just be like, “oh hey, knew you were coming by, you can’t surprise me anymore. In fact, your presence is tiresome, but pull up a chair cuz you sure seem to be comfortable hanging around me these days.” When I related to the girls the other night the idea from Battlestar Galactica that hope was dangerous (when the lawyer dude threatened to kill Lee over his being the interim president because he would give the people hope and they couldn’t afford to have any at that moment), in reference to break-ups, I knew it directly applied to myself in my current situation, but had no idea it was so broad in its scope for my life, so frak it. Bring it on. I’m not a moron, I know it’ll chill out, and maybe it already is, but until I’m sure, I’m just gonna sit back. So that when it’s done, I can pick up the pieces and move the hell on.
Under-rated: lots. Skylines, especially ones that are super geometric and ascending in height according to their distance from you, though not very well demonstrated by my photo.
Fog: 
Roses: “Now wait a second, roses? They’re the most over-rated flower ever, people give them all of the time, they’re not even that pretty and they don’t even smell that good. Also, they hurt when you touch them.”
All valid points, BUT have you ever stopped to think about how hard it must be to get a long-stemmed rose? They’re bushes for christ’s sake! And they Are pretty, and soft, and people put their petals into salads (why, I don’t know – I sincerely doubt they add anything to the taste experience).
They are so in bloom in Toronto and I couldn’t be happier. OH AND ALSO, most of them are that mildly annoying magenta colour, and not red, as one would assume as the most commonplace color. So there. I take a stand. These guys are just beautiful, and special, and I am relieved that I see them everywhere, climbing things, hanging out in their velvety splendor.
These were all taken today within a two block radius. How’s that for beauty?
Toronto ain’t so bad.
