Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Monday, May 5, 2014
Aeroplane in Toronto
Sitting in an aeroplane in the airport at Toronto, whatever it is properly called, and the guy next to me, ask me; 'Do you think the Leafs will make the Play-offs?' And I am wearing, unfortunately for me, a Canada Hockey shirt, and I have no idea what he is talking about, and I answer, ''Well, they've as good a chance as anyone.'
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