earlier on i stepped in some dog shit and had an epiphany about life. i don't really like living in england. all the things i came back for are not really here. i'm not sure they ever were - they were just ideals of my childhood. this is so hard to explain. i'm not unhappy - things are going well. it's just that i'm not convinced that this is the place (and by place i mean country) for us to bring G up in. i do know that if we move back to canada i would want to try out the east coast and i would also want a sibling for G. there's so much to think about.
3:28 p.m. - August 27, 2008
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