Red Cedar
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Walking through.
Some weeks I have so much to say that I can’t help but spill line after line, an unbroken textual flow onto paper and screen. And then there are other times where I feel the enclosure around my heart go rigid, the snaking wire… Continue Reading “Walking through.”
Grey.
Perhaps it’s hormones. Perhaps it’s the return of the rain. Whatever it is, I am grey today. Flat, grey, weathered. I feel trapped in the city without a car and I need to get the fuck out of it soon. I think the last… Continue Reading “Grey.”
A recounting in time for summer.
It’s been awhile since I just provided an update. You know, one of those newsy, how things are going kinda posts absent of angsts and melodramas. And since I’m fresh out of angst this morning (which I am giving thanks for) it seems time… Continue Reading “A recounting in time for summer.”
Capitulating.
I bought myself a pair of reading glasses today. Of which I am not particularly happy about, having fought with myself about it for awhile now. It’s just getting ridiculous, this swimming of the letters and eye strain. I’m hoping that low-diopter glasses will… Continue Reading “Capitulating.”
An ode to hiking boots.
In anticipation of some serious hiking at the end of the summer, I finally made my way down to MEC yesterday to purchase a new pair of hiking boots. An undertaking I do not take lightly, and so it took me some time to… Continue Reading “An ode to hiking boots.”
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