an existentialist kid trapped in an adult's body
When the words just don't come And the blank page stares Ideas frivolous And void of purpose What motivates me now? A promise I made on February 22nd To write every Thursday Without fail So far... Fourteen weeks of success Fourteen weeks with something to say Fourteen weeks is all it took To run my... Continue Reading →
Is the world worse than it was or are we just more aware? An inner debate I often consider when discussing childhood amongst my friends. Once upon a time, there were no cell phones, just landlines and kids were free to go off into the unknown. Eventually we came home when the lights came on... Continue Reading →
I was born here, in Canada. And I strongly identify as Canadian first, all else second. But I was raised in the most ethnic of ways. No really, I did not grow up white. For example, I was in ESL until Grade 4. Did I mention I was born here?
In animals it is easy to see how being 'nice' can leave you worse off than your fellow creatures. If you've ever seen a mother dog, cat or pig feeding its babies from its tits, you'll see that sometimes not all the kids fit. I have no clue how many tits they come with, 5 maybe? But when there's more offspring than nipples, there's often a runt in the litter.
If you're reading this, you're lucky. Not because my writing is any good, but because you're here. Here on Earth. And there is nothing more precious. Earlier this week, something tragic happened to a distant friend of mine. Distant enough that we haven't kept in touch. Close enough that the news hurt when I learned... Continue Reading →
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