Laying in bed with my Andy on a quiet Saturday evening. For those who do not know, Andy is my dog. A hound, husky mix who is the holder of my love. With a lost voice, and a dreadful cough, I decided to head into my homeland of Mississauga to have a weekend of relaxation….
Month: January 2015
Typescript & Lindsay.
Sitting down at my typewriter, I begin to write. With every letter, the click of each key acts as a sense of tranquility. I will never have a complaint towards an apple laptop, but nothing will beat the primal and beautiful sounds of an aged typewriter. As I spend the week engaging in a new…
Emotional Prenup & The search for a great latte.
Spending the afternoon in the local coffee shop, Nat and I sit at our usual table with our laptops and cups of extra large coffee. Coming here to write and to drink the overpriced coffee, I sit back letting the words flow, and think of “Life, liberty, and the pursuit of great coffee”. Throughout this…
WWCD – The shepherd follows the herd
Stepping out onto the snow covered streets of Toronto; I attempt to navigate my way down the wet and icy sidewalk without falling. With my brogues acting as skis opposed to shoes, I trek down the slippery slope of Yonge Street on my way home. The year is now 2015. Looking around me at the…
RW 