During a late night conversation, I was asked what my happiest moment was. I paused and began to search through the archives of my memory. Moments had passed, and I, unfortunately, could not answer. The question, while seemingly so simple, proved to be something that was quite the task. When asked, I could immediately recall…
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Vino Dreams.
Head leaned against the window, I watch the rain drip down the window pane. Driving by moving people and an urban landscape, I stare out at the city before me. Through each drop of rain, subtle nuances of the past drip down the pane. Looking up from my comfortable position, I notice that the UBER…
Waiting For Godot.
Everything is red, blood red. The deep hues illuminate the path guiding the way. Through the veil of anonymity, I see the world changing around me. I see the streets in a way I have never understood before. I see art in a light that had never shone on me, for It feels good to…
Broken Telephones & Presumptuous Lies.
“Men have forgotten this truth:, said the fox. “But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.” — Antoine de Saint- Exupery As the tears fall down my cheek the echoes of the past whisper in my ear. Trying to wipe the falling tears from my face, I turn…
It Takes Two to Tango & A Mothers Advice.
Seated onboard a moving vessel, I listen to the sound of the train moving along the rails. Looking out onto the greenery I see the beauty in the suburban culture around me. I cannot fathom the fact that I have actually been pretty happy staying in the suburbs. Thinking back to last summer and how…
Phantom Limb & The Historic Buildings.
When I am sad or in a beat up mood, I always find myself in search of a good romantic comedy. I think it is the concept of focussing on someone else’s problems other than your own. As the sun is quickly replaced by storm clouds, the rain begins to fall down my bedroom window…
Finding my inner Cara Delevigne.
Navigate salon, industrial revolutionized surroundings complete with the most talented hair designers in Toronto. I have always loved working with my hair…I have been blonde, brunette, red, white silver…this list goes on. When asked if I was willing to model for the salon, I jumped at the opportunity. As all of you probably know, I…
3 words, 6 letters.
Sitting in a packed cafeteria, I sip my Venti Americano and begin working diligently on the stacks of work in front of me. Lately there has been something that has been sticking with me and really bothering the hell out of my mind. Looking around, I see dozens of couples holding hands, or looking lovingly…
Keep it in your pants.
Nothing like a bright and humid summer day spent at the Toronto Rogers centre to make for a lovely evening. Nat and I spent the day watching my cousin play for the Toronto Argonauts. In all honesty, we both know absolutely nothing about Football. Neither of us understand the sport, or even why half naked…
Gatsby-fying the way you think.
Standing in a line filled with dozens of people, I wait impatiently at ministry ontario waiting to have my health card photo retaken. Why is the line being help up for over an hour now? ask the person who has been arguing over his photo for 20 minutes. Thank you canada for free health care,…
The waiting game Pt. 2 (Avoidance & Alcohol).
Spending the later portion of the evening with Lilly and a round(s) of Cosmos, I finally understood what is to be the most AGGRAVATING thing in this world: Not being upfront. Being upfront does not always mean that you need to be a complete dick and tell someone off, it means that you have the…
A Higher plan.
When it all comes down to my moments of loneliness and desperation, I realize that I have only a select amount of people I can talk to. Losing people is difficult, for it seems that I have lost the person in my life that I could tell everything to, In fact did tell everything too…and find…
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