Anxiety had me awake at 4:30 this morning. I did some work, had a shower, took Maude out for her morning washroom break, grabbed a coffee from Starbucks and went for a long walk by 7:30. Toronto is never more impressive than when asleep. The streets are strikingly bare, right before the poor bastards begin their early morning commute. I love how quiet Toronto can be, it helps clear my head and calms my nerves. I walked all the way to Kensington Market up Dundas and then South on Spadina through Queen West and then back home where I sit now typing this entry. The morning Spring brings with it such feelings of possibility. I can’t think of anything more exhilarating, can you?