too much tea.

Caffeine creates racing thoughts; so, since I can't sleep, I am blogging. I guess I could update people on my life. Besides drinking hemp milk, I've also started working at a men's homeless hostel in Toronto. I love the street community here, so I'm feeling privileged to get to work alongside these men. Basically, I'm supporting them as they make goals-- whether that be getting lost ID or finding a job.
I'm not going to lie: It's a little intimidating. Some of these guys know "The System" a lot better than I do, seeing as how they've been in it for years. Some of these guys are new to "The System", and, since I am also still learning the legalities and laws of "The System", we're in the same boat, which is rather unhelpful, since I am here to assist them in figuring it out.
On the other hand, maybe it's a good thing that I'm a virgin in "The System." I can see the people as people-- and not as cases, which is one of the main missions of the Gateway (the organization I'm with). And dignity, or affirmation of their worth simply because they are made in the Image of God, is one of the most basic human needs, I think.
Good-night, all...

oh, organic.

Sometimes buying organic isn't worthwhile. Sara and I tried hemp milk yesterday. It would've been cheaper to eat grass and would've tasted better.

wall workouts.

Today is Day#1 of Sara's and my attempt to work-out. So far we've done 20 wall push-ups. Soon, we'll be able to open pickle jars. Maybe.

Today we also experienced a miracle. Somehow our internet started working-- wirelessly-- compliments of two non-techie women (specifically, us) who did virtually nothing.