accidental flares of love burst through the atmosphere

Toronto

Growing up in Buffalo meant that going to Toronto on school trips was inevitable. I don't remember much about them anymore, except for waiting on the side of the road when our bus broke down on the way home from seeing The Lion King—It's funny to think about what our childhood brains deem memorable. I was excited to have a large city nearby when we moved back to NY. I use Toronto as an escape when Buffalo feels too small.

Then Again, Maybe Not

*Anxiety Intensifies*