bone chillin...

Back then, whenever Mike comes to Toronto to visit me in the winter, he would always describe the east coast weather as "bone chillin". I always thought he just doesn't know how real winter really feels like. But now I totally understand what he meant. After spending two months of winter in Vancouver, the cold here is definately different. It's kind of a love hate thing for me. I really enjoy how the air is so crisp, sharp and refreshing. But it is also the same sharpness that can stop my heart from beating. The cold does penatrate to the core - which explains why there are so many more homeless people living in Vancouver than Toronto.