The problem with Canada day is that it is the exact centre of the year. In other words, it is the half New Years day.
I hate the new year. It always puts me in a bit of a mood. Apparently the half is no exception.
I did get to see the fireworks though. I arrived at the park just as they were starting, with someone pre-smoking the air with the smell of marijuana. Fifteen minutes later, after an impressive show, they were over. And the crowd of people I could pretend were a party drifted off.
I went to Whyte Avenue and wandered around a bit. I settled on a bench and watched the people go by. It didn’t improve my mood. Eventually some smokers came and chased me off. And now I go to an empty home, to apparently spend time on a computer.

Something is wrong here.