Egg full of cartons

I'm currently sussing out the "center of the world". That's right: I'm currently hanging out in Toronto. And let me tell you, this impromptu trip, which I accidently started a day early, is already shaping up to be just the thing for my "all work and no play" head ache. A little scrambling of the egg carton gets the brain sparking again, I now realize. A rather gemini strategy, I know, but then I am one. So there you have it. I'm at the center of the world.