People are nice here

I had forgotten how nice Canadian people are. I really took it all for granted and as I traveled Asia for the last twelve months I was consistently stunned by the warmth of Asian hospitality. However, today I was stunned by the smiles, warmth and generosity of Torontonians. Even the crazy guy on the bus with the twitch and ink all over his palms turned around gave me a big smile and said hello. Only hello and then he turned around and got off the bus. Maybe it's my tan. Maybe it's because I'm a girl. Maybe it's because of the CN Tower. I don't know what it was but today I forgot my depression for a little while and was so happy to be surrounded by smiling faces at the office, the grocery store, doctor's office, place I thought was my doctor's office, the elevator, sisters' house, on the bus, subway and street corner.