You think you know who you are until you don’t. You think you know what friendship is until everything changes. You think you know what you’re worth until the world tilts sideways. You think you know so much about life, but you actually know nothing. *That double ignorance though… When I moved out East I… Continue reading Who is Season 5 Sam?
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
When my alarm sounded off this morning I rolled over with groan and almost onto the floor as the opening notes of The Band Perry’s All Your Life rang loudly through the air. While I lay awake staring at the ceiling I seriously debated hitting the snooze, turning over and sinking right back among the pillows. I actually… Continue reading Sleeping Life Away
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…
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