About this blog

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...



Tuesday, 4 October 2011

Early Fall Morning


It is dark in the mornings now. The dark and quiet of night lingers further into the measured day. It takes longer for the stirrings of the city to pull me from this bed. Slumber clings to my limbs and remains curled in my chest, holding me here, slowing my breath and movement. I am caught between wake and sleep; drifting between awareness and dreams... 
I want to float here, where my dreams of you feel so real that I can hold them in my hand, catch the drifting scent of your hair, and taste your skin on my tongue... 
I want to drift here longer, where I am sure that dreams are reality and the waking world is the dream... 
I want to drift here longer where the press of you against me in this bed must surely be true... 
I want to drift here until slumber falls from my shoulders and the dark is slowly chased away by the day... 
I turn, knowing now that I will not find you, rise... and greet the day..

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