Vancouver Through Instagram and The Lens - Nomadic Chick

Surreal is the only way to describe it. I’ve been in Vancouver for a month now and it’s been grey matter explosions all around, my brain simultaneously blown up by memory and reality. Total meltdown in technicolor mushroom clouds. In a positive way. Love is a strong word, I bid Vancouver goodbye for a reason and while I don’t see myself hunting for an apartment and going all cat spinster again by adopting 50, what’s taking hold are those sweet, hazy memories.