confession

I have to confess... After all this almost 3 months of dark feeling about the city, it's funny, but suddenly it seems to slowly grow on me. Deep down inside, I´m starting to feel a homey-feeling, I kinda like the city now. And the colours of brown aren't that brown anymore, even though it still seems to be the favourite colour of the architects in Montreal. And this is funny too, that I feel this at the time of the year when all green (and WOW canadian maple tree-sparkling autumn red!) leaves and grass is gone, you know, this is the time when most things look more brown and boring. But I kinda like it, it looks strange and dark, but funny and warm inside.

Am I coming home finally?