I decided not to go to Montreal today. As the kids these days say, I'm not feelin' it. Everyone has that feeling sometimes, but I think it's probably a more frequent feeling for people with disabilities. Even fun stuff requires extra layers of planning and gallons of additional energy, and some days it just doesn't seem worth it. Sometimes that's depressing, but quite often it isn't at all. When I can easily envision a really pleasant, rewarding day doing something less taxing than what I'd originally planned, I'll make the last-minute change. It also helps when the original plan was solo, so calling it off or postponing doesn't affect anyone else.
Maybe I'll go sometime next week, on a weekday when the border isn't as busy and there might be fewer other tourists about.
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