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Au Revoir, Montreal

Au Revoir, Montreal

I am sitting on my floor among dozens of boxes and garbage bags, awaiting my father’s arrival so I can begin hours of lifting things that weigh more than me down three flights of stairs. I’m trying really hard to resist any internal sentimentality about the actual leaving because at this point its useless. I had a very fulfilling week of closure… Successfully defended thesis, had a lovely dinner with my advisor, a few grand nights out with friends. I feel as ready as I could be to bid adieu this existence, despite the fact that I still am uncertain whether leaving it makes sense.

But avoiding sentimentality here is probably also a good idea, mostly to spare embarrassment, so I’m just going to post some of my favourite photos from the past two years, and let them both tell the story and thank the people I shared the experience with (thanks Dallas & Jess for some of these pics). I’ll return to regularly themed blogging as TIFF nears, and should consider changing the blog’s name to “The Glamorous Hobo,” which is essentially what I’m going for in my likely ill-conceived plan for the next few months.

Au revoir, Montreal… I hardly knew ye.



























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