The last month or so I've been thinking about Haiti even more than usual, and last night I thought for a minute or so that I'd been transported back in my dreams: I awoke in the middle of the night because I was too hot, because my fan had turned off, because the power had gone out. People who've live in Ottawa longer tell me it is as normal an experience here as in Haiti, which just goes to show you...something.
Probably, that even when you think you're open minded and not unnecessarily patronizing, that your perception may not match the facts.
or maybe just that Canada isn't entirely a frozen waste-land.
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