2 cities, 9.5 hours, 4 quarters, 1 overtime, 4 cups of tea, -13 degrees, 287.6 kilometres. That's the trip to Toronto yesterday with Samuel to witness my first ever NBA game, and then some. Now I have to say that I really despise basketball, so I went there mostly because I really don't want to spend another night alone doing nothing. It was between Toronto and San Antonio, and the first three quarters were kind of boring, with Toronto always lagging behind. But in the fourth quarter, things got interesting, eventually getting a tie, electrifying the crowd (except me). Then the overtime was anticlimatic as Toronto finally lost. After the game, Samuel had 2 friends come over and we played a game of where-to-get-something-to-eat-at-ten-thirty-in-the-evening. After long deliberation, we ventured into downtown and got ourselves some bubble tea thingie. We started to go home at around 12:30 (!), and eventually got back at 2am. Yikes. In any case, I still enjoy the company of Samuel, so that was a pretty good trip.

These recent disturbances in my spiritual life have really paralyzed me. I couldn't do anything without pause and think what a disaster that is. I finally made a move in sharing this with someone else, but that didn't seem to help. Sigh...prayer requested.

Long night of marking ahead.