if we break before the dawn

somewhere- i'm not sure exactly- i came to the realization that ottawa is a city obsessed by shawarma.

maye it was when i was trudging to class on the first day of school through the pouring rain [not enough to rival last year though], or maybe it was wlaking hoem with street lights blinking and shawarma signs reflecting in puddles. or maybe it was walking down queen street and passing the garishly lit shawara planet.

i have a secret- i've never had a shawarma.

ssssssshhhh.