As I sip on this week's little splurge, a cup of David's Tea "Oh Canada!" brew and soaking in the cinnamon and toffee scent, the cold weather is unfortunately dampening my spring spirits. However, today was pretty special - I got to spend the morning doing yoga and the afternoon catching up with a friend from California.
As we talked about our old high school, San Francisco and most importantly, what it means to be (and feel) like a foreigner living in another world. We slipped into old language of "American" and laughed at what our new peers teased us about. Of course, the occasional (if not accidental) "Eh?" came out.
This got me thinking...can we ever really let go of who we used to be and where we came from.
I feel like it's always been said that our past follows us everywhere. Perhaps in the form of the Internet, this is true. However, I beg to differ, and I have nothing to be ashamed of.