I discovered something yesterday--while I still love Vancouver, I realized it couldn't always give to me! That sounds selfish, I know, but I was hit with a heavy fit of depression and was thinking: why aren't you cheering me up, Vancouver? I was, and still will credit the city for inspiring good feelings in me; however, I know that I have to bring something to Vancouver as well! It inspires me to write! I need to write! I can't wait for it to glow and inspire in order for me to write. I need to do it! I was expecting Vancouver to cure me of loneliness, grief, and hopelessness.
I don't know how many of you know Evita! (the musical), but there is a fabulous song in it when Eva Duarte-Peron is arriving for the first time in Buenos Aires and she sings how she's looking forward what it can give her. She also talks, in a song before, that she wants to "B A part of BA Buenos Aires"! While I have no intention of doing what Eva did to get to where she got (slept her way up to first lady of Argentina, I admired her spirit of putting herself out there!