Vancouver can be a city of dreams, or it can be a city of banality. I sit in the kitchen of my friends' apartment. It seems that they have brought Edmonton with them to this place. An old stagnant energy resides here, devoid of excitement and devoid of hope. I haven't met many dreamers this world; sometimes its eye-opening to be with people who fail to dream. It seems that at some point long ago they gave up on life and accepted ordinariness as the way things are. In my heart I ask them, if you have lost the magic of childlike innocence, why are you still here?

I have many dreams for Vancouver - big big dreams - and I truly believe that they can come true. I want to find great love here. I want to find a man to discover life with. I want to find my hearts true passion in my work. I want to find the magic that underlies all things. I know I can do it here, I know all my dreams can come true. And I know that once I find what I am looking for, there is no going back to a life of ordinariness. When one says yes to the universe, there is no turning back.

Just the last few hours with my friends from Edmonton has really opened my eyes. It has shown me the life that I definitley don't want to live. It has shown me that part of myself that I wish to leave behind forever.