Home again, home again

Moev, yeah whatever CD

Wanting

Agony is born of desire
What do you want for nothing?
Agony is born is desire
That's what you get for wanting

I'm sick of futile lessons
And empty information
My teachers ask me questions
I need some consolation
That's what you get for wanting
That's what you get for wanting

Agony is born of desire
What do you want for nothing?
Agony is born is desire
That's what you get for wanting

I've spend my whole life yearning
Living and learning
Living and learning
Living and learning
Saving and spending
Spending and earning
Anticipating
Eternity burning

What do you want for nothing?
Agony is born is desire
That's what you get for wanting

Agony is born of desire
What do you want for nothing?
Agony is born is desire
That's what you get for wanting

i'm sick of vain compassion
And saying "liberation"
The angels ask me questions
I can't find consolation

That's what you get for wanting
That's what you get for wanting

Agony is born of desire
What do you want for nothing?
Agony is born is desire
That's what you get for wanting

I've spend my whole life yearning
Living and learning
Living and learning
Living and learning
Saving and spending
Spending and earning
Anticipating
Eternity burning

Agony is born of desire
What do you want for nothing?
Agony is born is desire

Agony is born of desire
What do you want for nothing?
Agony is born is desire
That's what you get for wanting

Agony is born of desire
What do you want for nothing?
Agony is born is desire
That's what you get for wanting

What do you want for nothing?
What do you want for nothing?
Agony is born of desire
That's what you get for wanting

What do you want for nothing?
What do you want for nothing?
That's what you get for wanting

What do you want for nothing?
Agony is born of desire
That's what you get for wanting

 The drive home from Toronto was surprisingly pleasant. I listened to the Moev yeah whatever CD almost the entire way. They were a Canadian band, so it seemed appropriate. I went straight through, getting to my class6 hours after leaving the hotel. The only real issue was my having to do the Blue Water Bridge with an hour delay on it. I do not do bridges. They terrify me. The combined thought of a bee chasing me onto a bridge would be enough to send me into catatonia.  

The bridge is flexible. I understand that they need to be in order to stay there. If they are rigid, they might break in the wind or with the weight of traffic on them. Logic fails me when I am stuck in stop-and-go traffic, waiting to be inspected by immigration, and the bridge is flapping all over the place like an old sheet on a clothes line. Luckily I made one quick little 3-minute stop right before entering the bridge. Otherwise I would need a new car seat.  

I left 5 pounds in Toronto. I apologize to the person who is going to go home, get on the scale, and realize the pounds have been found. I was eating light and walking at least 10 miles a day. Who needs sleep?  

Sadly, I missed the CN Tower. When we went to go up it last night, a fog had just rolled in. I have seen clouds before, and that is all we would have seen up there. I was getting quite excited about standing on the glass floor that high up and looking down. I guess I will have to go back!