The summer sun has risen over the cobble stones of Toronto’ Distillery District. Sitting on my balcony I gaze down at the people donning this seasons styles that keep up with the new found warmth. I have begun looking at life differently over the past couple of days. I will not lie, I am usually…
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The Good, The Bad, and The Slutty.
After a week of fashion shows and an underwhelming award show, I head back to my homeland of Narnia for an Easter weekend with the family. Spending the evening watching Project Runway with Americano, I sit back relax and enjoy the big dinner ahead of me. Flakes of snow fall to the ground on this…
Slave to fashion & A Servant to The Ruined.
Are we ruined? Tarnished from the years of hatred, war and disgrace, we continue aging in a society where beauty is seen more powerful than brains. Are we ruined, or just plain narcissists? Sitting in my living room, I relay the events of last night in my mind. Staring out into the cobblestone filled Distillery,…
How to Succeed in Business Without Being Sleep Deprived: A Musical.
Would it be a sin if I never sleep again? Sitting in Toronto Based Rooster’s Coffee sipping on a drip black coffee with an espresso shot, I enjoy my red eye while operating my human mechanics on an utter lack of sleep. A local coffee shop is always the best place to organize the mind…
Love Insurance not included.
The swift glide of the pen over the lines as I begin to write. Today I put away the typewriter and picked up the pen; it is a real shame how dreadful my penmanship has become over the years of my sole reliance on technology. As another Valentine Day has come and gone, the search…
Riddance of the Walk-In.
Sunday afternoon. Waking up late, I sit down at the kitchen table and open my laptop. To the left of me are fresh cut daisies (My favourite flower) from the local farmers market, and to the right I have the stacks of books and plays that need to be read for class. With the scent…
The secret of being a bore.
I am quite literally alone in the suburbs. It is seriously agonizing seeing as there’s absolutely no one to go get a drink with in the mid afternoon. Everyone seems to be either in their homeland, back at school or at their jobs. What am I doing during this time? Writing and drinking. As the…
If I won a contest, is it still bad luck?
Good news comes in small bursts. For instance: I woke up to winning seasons 1-3 of American Horror Story on DVD. Good news most of the time is also followed by some seemingly bad news. For instance: I woke up this morning to my ceiling leaking and my floor flooded. In a deep sleep I…
Tabula Rasa & Rambling.
Throughout our lives, it always seems like we are being continuously watched. We are watched by parents when we are children, we Re watched over by superiors at work, and we are continuously surveillanced as customers in a store. There is never really a time where we are fully independent. I understand the sense of…
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…
Unaccompanied labels.
When walking down the aisles of a bakery, you pass by stacks upon stacks of loaves: Multigrain, whole wheat, and white. The one common thing about these loaves, is the day labels. These multi-coloured pieces of plastic that get stuck under the microwave serve a purpose: They are used to tell the consumer what day…
Winner and a Douchebag.
With candlelight illuminating the night, whispers linger throughout the foreground. With the window jarred open, a chilly breeze seeps in through the window. As the air circulates around me, it makes this summertime sweater weather feel like a cool crisp autumn day. If you came across seeing me at the moment, you will find me…
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