I didn’t need a reminder that Toronto isn’t my city any longer, but I got one last night anyway.
My parents dropped me off at the subway after a great week with them, my sister and one of her kids in Maine. Although I had a fantastic time, I was looking forward to getting back to the city.
But it’s the Labour Day weekend. No one else is in town.
So I went out on my own, figuring I would see people I knew.
I recognized a few faces, but didn’t know anyone. In just a year, Torontonians have become as unknown to me as the residents in any city I’ve visited.