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In Toronto, there is a nightly news magazine called T.O. Night aimed at the commuter crowd. One of the
features that it contains is a section called Shout Out where readers can send a short message, rant, note...
to someone, or to anyone...

I started sending Shout Outs to the woman that I am in love with. Not all of them are published in
T.O. Night - and once the magazine is tossed, so too is the shout out...

Here are most of the shout outs that I have submitted - and some of my other writings to
The Lady on the Train...



Sunday, 14 August 2011

Distance

The distance between us is never constant. The physical distance between us has its rhythms... Our work, activities, schedules, trains... the patterns in our lives... I know when you will be physically closer or further away..
The emotional distance between us is more varied... there is no correlation to external events - no predictability... I have come to expect this – and every encounter, I test where you are – how close, how far...
There has been a shift lately... I no longer worry about the distance... I am not sure that I have hit the wall about caring about the distance... but part of me thinks that I have... I don’t want to say that I don’t care about the distance – but I can’t care about it, and so I have stopped...  I find myself not trying to judge the distance any more... and in a way, this creates a distance.
The distance between us is never constant.
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