Forward

I was walking back to my hotel from my last event in Toronto tonight, and noticed this sign stuck to a wall, and obviously I couldn't let this go unnoticed.

I'm entering into the silly season, work-wise. The fall and winter are always busy, and if I include Uncle Stan's last weekend, Toronto, where I am right now, Chicago next week, and France for 10 days at the beginning of October, I'll only be waking up in my own bed 1 out of the next 5 weekends.

Not that I'm complaining that much about it, travel for all of it's issues and hassles, is a good thing. It gives me a chance to get out of town, see some old and dear friends, and provides the always good reason for returning back home. Like my Grandfather used to say when we visited as kids, (after we had also broken many of their collectibles) "It's nice to see you come, and it's nice to see you go".

Case in point, this was Yonge Street this morning.

But tomorrow, I'm getting up and blasting back to the airport so I can get home and see this:



And this.

After which, I'm looking forward to quickly getting out of town again. I have an weekend in Chicago that I'm really looking forward to, and I need to do something good for just me. So I'm coming back to the west coast to smell the ocean, do some laundry, and then keep on moving forward. In all ways.

Forward seems to be the right direction.