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…
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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…
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…
In search of the Trifecta.
Tying my hair quickly in a bun, I began searching through documents in pursuit of one specific piece of paper that holds the secrets of my past. As I rummage through numerous documents, my mind begins racing with fear and the thought of all the repercussions that I might face. Dismissing the fears, it is…
The truth: Clearing the air.
One hundred. One hundred posts and counting. It has been just eight months since the creation of this blog, and I am positively blown away about what it has grown into. Over these short eight months, I have chronicled the nitty gritty details of my life, and have let you all into my own little…
Wait-Listed.
Stuck within this eternal void of you, I attempt to turn my words into poetry. Countless times have I attempted to let go, and to rid myself from the thought of you, yet my attempts have reached failure. It seems as if the further I move, the closer you become to me for your presence…
Thick as poison.
As I lay in bed replaying the memories that haunt my mind, I am stuck within this deep agonizing pain in which I have associated with my past. The memories that once flowed so freely through my mind have now turned into poisons. These poisons fade deeper into my mind and route themselves through each…
Stress leads to early alcoholism and grey hair.
Stress management has become something within my life that is growing to be quite difficult to handle. It seems as if this is a unified problem in which people my age are actively facing, yet we really have no one to blame but ourselves. Stress can be bought on by a variety of factors such…
Divergence of the heart yet blinded by the soul.
How is it possible to hate someone yet love them simultaneously? The two conflicting emotions both seem strong and overpowering yet they seem to weigh each other out. No matter all the faults this person might contain, you seem to overlook these and continue to live life as normal. I have not quite put my…
Empty bottles and a club full of gays.
Tired and still hungover from my four days of binge drinking in Montreal, I undressed and tucked myself into the bed of my Toronto condo and began to reminisce. The trip was quite interesting and highly eventful for not only did I spend four amazing nights with some of my best friends, I also experienced…
Fantasy trumps reality.
Within our lives we can decide to live in two worlds: Fantasy or Reality. I cannot count the amount of times in which I have fallen deeply in love with a fictional character or dreamt of transporting to magical worlds. It may seem crazy, but we all have these dreams and fantasies in which we…
Turning pain into words.
Dressed in sweatpants and an oversized University sweater, I lay upon my couch and watch the Grammys with my mother. It has been a very difficult 24 hours for me and I did not know if I could have survived it. As I left his apartment, I was left speechless by not only what was…
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