Thursday, August 6, 2009
90 Days to NYC
Rest day. And really, aside from a short stroll on Eglinton after lunch with a friend, did nothing.
A meal out with relatives. Good falafels.
Started A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. After reading two books that reminded me too much of me, I wanted to escape to something completely different. Something that I could not identify with at all. And as far as I know, I have very little in common with a 12 year old Irish girl living in the slums of Brooklyn in the early 1900s.