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just occured to me earlier that today marks the tenth anniversary of the day that i moved from halifax. i don't know why the date sticks in my mind (could be because the day following, when i arrived in my new home city of montreal, was possibly the single worst day of my life). i've since moved from montreal to toronto, so the decade has been split into different locales.

i consider myself sort of lucky to have moved around. for one thing, it means that i get to see what's new and interesting in different cities every few years. for another, it makes me realise the things that i really enjoyed about the places i've lived before. there are a lot of things i miss about both montreal and halifax. i'm sure when i find the next place i want to live, that there will be things that i miss about toronto (and, equally, that i'll forget the things about the city that irritate me at the moment, much as i have with the other two cities).

when i left halifax, i felt like it was cramped and provincial, that it had very little left to offer me (despite the fact that i had a good job and a great group of friends). looking back, my judgment might have been harsh, but it also was what i needed to think in order to make the change in locale. it's sometimes difficult to admit that you miss things the way things were, because too many people assume that it's tantamount to admitting that you think your decision to make a change was the wrong one.

but as time goes on, i have less and less patience for those sorts of opinions. there are things that i miss about both cities i've left, about each cruddy (and not so cruddy) apartment where i've lived, especially about the people i've known. there are things that were better about my life in certain aspects than they have been since and even though you move on and new, good things (and bad things) happen to you, it's nice to reserve some time to think about where you came from.

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