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…
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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…
In a box of ignorance.
What is a princess, what is a bride? What is a peasant, what is royalty? I am left here thinking about the fences put up between society and gender. It seems as if we are all categorized into certain boxes. We are expected to live in these boxes without question. It is not until we…
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,…
Rain before the thunder.
Once again I find myself caught in a rainstorm and walking through the streets soaked head to toe. The rain hits the ground billows under my feet as I stomp through the puddles. Today I signed the lease for my new condo. I am trading in the entertainment district for the historic Distillery District of…
The time I was pursued by the police.
The bitter taste of espresso lingers in my mouth as it mixes with the nicotine. The two together from a taste like no other. Sitting on a rock looking out onto the vast beauty of Lake Ontario, I stare off into the distance and see the outline of the Toronto skyline. “I am so ready…
Your arrogance does not match your Chanel.
As I take my nightly walk I look up at the starless sky and think about the events of the past few days. With each step I take, the sidewalk seems to glisten as the nicotine fills my lungs. Recently I began to think about blame and how it seems to fall on me at…
Lose yourself to find your future.
Today I began reminiscing on a dinner I had with a seventy-something year old woman a few days ago. This woman was the high school attendance lady at my old school. With Lilly and Sam by my side, we sat down in a booth at a nearby restaurant and caught up with her. After recapping…
Blonde roots and Rebellion.
After taking a leisurely bike ride to the lake, I parked my bike and sat down on a stone facing the water. With Passion Pitt playing through my ear buds, I watch the sun fade on the horizon. The great thing about the lake is how calm and serene the atmosphere is. With seven ducks…
Lesson One: Don’t be a dick.
Before I start my usual writing, I am going to make a social commentary about the idiocy of the younger generation. Watching the news, I find myself laughing hysterically at the shenanigans that the youth of today have gotten themselves into. The newest fad to find its way into the school yard is the act…
Outbreak of coupledom.
Sitting in a packed club by myself, I feel undeniably lonely. Tonight everyone seems to be in twos, for it is like the outbreak of the couples in here. As I sit at the busy bar I begin to watch the men and women writhing and gyrating on the dance floor. In any other occasion,…
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