Yesterday was not a good day... I woke up and just could not get myself to be... For sometime there I thought I was slipping into some form of depression - I have read about how people won't feel like getting up or leaving the house when they are setting in to clinical depression. I guess the difference for me was I totally panicked and thought I have to, have to, have to, get out of this before it sets in... It is one of those times that I felt like 'yes there are all these people around me, waiting to be beckoned; all these people who enjoy my company... and yet I feel alone :
when you are lying right beside me is when I'm most alone" - John Denver, Seasons of the Heart
Finally after much fuzzing around, I pulled myself together, got dressed and went out... there's the Just pour Rire, Just for Laughs fest, I thought I'd head that way... So I was walking up St Denis... and there were all these people, all these performers on the street, some funny and some so so, but all trying to have a good time... and all that energy set the mood right... and I thought in this city one can never slip into clinical depression... I love Montreal... And on Sunday I was good as new... This time I headed out to the Just Pour Rire with my camera...
And yes this is French country, which means there are laws, but few people pay attention to it... (which btw, is something I actually like about these people), but if they say no parking, on a day of a parade on the parade street, they mean it people!! And they will bring in all the city's tow trucks and the private ones too, to tow away your car... good riddance I say!
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