Even when I was a kid I thought I was a grown up. I know now that’s not true; I’m still in the process of blossoming, of blooming, of decaying, and rejuvenating. Just like every other person on the planet I’ll be doing this dance for my entire life. Birthdays may mark the years, but… Continue reading Growing Up Sam
The past three weeks have been something, something special. The day after Thanksgiving my parents left for Hawaii – they went on vacation to celebrate their 30th wedding anniversary, and I stayed home. What with midterms, university, extracurriculars, and well, life, there was no way I could join them. As much as I love my… Continue reading Coming Home
It’s 2:47am on Thanksgiving Monday, the day has just begun, and I’ve been awake for all two hours and forty seven minutes of today. I can’t sleep. I’ve often heard that writers write in order to try to purge themselves of their thoughts; however, Dumbledore and his pensive along with the infinite amount of books… Continue reading Our Normal Hearts Give Thanks
When you get lost for the first time as a child you experience momentary panic. At least I did, for others that panic might not be so momentary. But once you move on past the realization that you are not familiar with your surroundings or the people passing you by, a feeling of practicality sets… Continue reading Lost In This World of Twists and Turns
Tomorrow; it’s a new year – a new academic year to be specific. Tomorrow morning I will awake at 6:33 am, switch off my alarm and turn to face my first day as a second year Humanities student at Carleton University. I cannot believe that this is actually happening. It’s fascinating how time seems to speed… Continue reading Tomorrow
My second year of university literally starts a week from tomorrow and I could not be happier to return to school. However, I could not feel less prepared (although upon reflection I’m pretty much on top of things) or more anxious. Few things comfort me during this spell of anxiety; however, I have compiled a list of three… Continue reading Year Two
When I awoke this morning the sun was peaking out from behind the clouds and I had high hopes for the day, weather wise at least. Alas wishes count for less than nothing. It’s cold and it’s rainy. I met my parish church’s new priest this morning – I haven’t been in attendance at mass for… Continue reading It’s Sunday And It’s Raining
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