It's my life - it's now or never.

And just like that, my trip to Toronto comes to a close. I'm finished packing now, and I'm leaving the hotel at 5:30 tomorrow to head to the airport. The trip went both slow and fast, but more importantly, I had the absolute time of my life.

Early on in my trip I went ice skating with Michael at Nathan Phillips Square here downtown, and after maybe 15 or 20 minutes of being absolutely terrified and barely moving, Michael actually got me to skate. On my own. In a "Look ma, no hands!" way. I am quite pleased with myself. Quite.

Friday the 19th was a museum day. I spent a total of 8.5 hours in three different museums (the Art Gallery of Ontario, the Royal Ontario Museum, and the Gardiner Museum). I would have stayed longer if I could have. Friday was the day that reminded me why I had originally been so devoted to becoming a history professor. I got quite nostalgic.

I spent most of my time on this trip the way I had intended to - with Karrie. And let me just say... it was absolutely amazing. We did everything and nothing together, and that is the best kind of friendship. We could be doing 32480239 things, or we could just be lazily sitting in her room, rewatching Glee, and we're both perfectly contented in one another's company either way. There is such comfort and peacefulness and wordless understanding in our friendship. Anyone who knows me knows that quality time means everything to me, so to just be able to spend that with one of my absolute best friends is just a blessing to me. I still find it so unreal that it all happened. But it did. It actually did. We have photographic evidence.

I cannot wait to move back to Ontario. It would make spending time with some of the people I love the most in this world so much easier. And it would involve a lot less actual spending, you know?

Thank you, God. You made this week more than I could ever wish for.