It has been awhile, a long while, since I’ve updated. I’ve missed this kind of loose writing – unrestrained by deadlines and specific requirements. I planned on posting this yesterday and the day before and last week…well, you get the picture. My procrastination gene isn’t entirely to blame though, part of it was due to… Continue reading A Tribute
“Youth is a wonderful thing. What a crime to waste it on children.” -George Bernard Shaw Shaw is incorrect; at least by my standards. Youth is beautiful but terrible too – the only ones who are capable of facing it are the young. Each age has its own trials and tribulations but youth is by far one… Continue reading What A Crime…
I’ve lived in Ottawa my entire life. I should know this town like the back of my hand, should being the operative word in this sentence. The thing is I don’t know Ottawa that well, but I want to. Ottawa is almost like my older sibling that has always been there but only on the fringes of my… Continue reading Dear Twenty Year Old Me: Hit the Pavement
Even when I’m home alone I often use my headphones. They make me feel cocooned, cushioned by the sound of my music flowing into my ears and infiltrating my mind. I’m often drawn to hoodies for the same reason because wearing the hood makes me feel calm, protected and safe. Being an only child… Continue reading Alone But Not Lonely
I had this post all planned out. Usually, I tend to let my ideas come to me organically, but since Tuesday I have been writing and rewriting this blog post in my head. Now, that the time to write has come to actually write it I find myself unable to use any of the pieces I… Continue reading Graduation to Death
I’ve often heard the phrase, “Home is where you hang your hat.” Usually, it’s uttered by drifters in a film who are struggling to find themselves or by people whose lives are too settled, too stable. What I think every time I hear that is, “There is no way I have that many hats.”… Continue reading Home
I came across the above title phrase while I was reading about a week ago. According to http://www.translegal.com/legal-latin/mutatis-mutandis it means, “with those things having been changed which need to be changed.” A few things flashed through my mind as I researched the meaning behind this unfamiliar string of words. Namely, why isn’t Latin still mandatory… Continue reading Mutatis Mutandis
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