Red Cedar
More apocalypse, less angst
Category: Me
Here I am.
Thirty-six years old today and sitting in a hotel room in Ottawa. Something I’ve done a lot in the last couple of years; this hotel room, this city, this life of back and forth. But this time is a little different because it’s not… Continue Reading “Here I am.”
More commitment, more self-discipline!
I’m reading and thinking a lot these days but for some reason when it comes to putting it down on paper I’m all blank stares. It’s laziness I think – so much easier to talk to Brian about the failed ideology of unlimited growth… Continue Reading “More commitment, more self-discipline!”
A short one.
This is going to be a short one just to say that I am still around and simply not posting because work has been far too busy of late. I have my second installment of “Reading Saramago during the collapse” halfway written and hope… Continue Reading “A short one.”
Not that bad.
I haven’t been feeling super inspired lately, if you want to know, which is why posting here hasn’t come back the way I hoped it would after the holidays. Something about the fact I’m working long days, Brian’s house hasn’t sold yet, I’m feeling… Continue Reading “Not that bad.”
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