Showing up a day early for my doctors appointment, I decide to go to the neighbouring Starbucks to sit and write. After escaping suburbia and taking a subway into the city, I am now sitting amongst the hustle and bustle of this fast paced environment. With a venti Americano, I am out the door ready…
Tag: Life
End of an era: Part II.
Packing up all of my belongings and moving out grew to be an incredibly difficult. Looking around my barren apartment, the flat feels quite vacant yet filled to the walls with a multitude of memories. Carrying the last of my belongings to a waiting car, I am driven out of the parking garage thinking about…
End of an era.
It is coming down to be my last week in the apartment. Realizing that this will probably be one of the last times that I sit at my dinner table and look out onto the city, I begin to feel quite sad. This coming week I will be moving out of the big city, and…
Left to live for.
With my back against the bathroom door, I am left wondering: Does love really find us, or do we have to put ourselves out there in search of it? As I sit in my state of disorder, I atempt to find a small bit of happiness somewhere in all this madness. With the deep auburn colour…
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…
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…
Disciple of the damned.
Within our lives, we are continuously basing our actions off of the opinion or guidance of others. As children we are told what to do with the hope of us all growing up to be strong and obedient citizens of society. It has been shown that with a lack of guidance in our lives, we…
The polygamous Pinky: The tale of how my creepy roommate began to hit on my friends.
The creep scale has hit an all time high as my incredibly odd roommate Pinky has decided to hit on Witt. Meeting Witt at my annual Violentine’s Day Party, Pinky has taken quite an interest in her. Pinky is apparently in a relationship with not one woman but two, and is clearly looking for another….
Worrying the wrong.
No matter how much help you provide for someone, no one can really provide help but themselves. As a friend you can always be around for advice or for resources, yet in order to effectively get help they must do so with their own hands. Within my case once I noticed a problem, I immediately…
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…
Hot mess with an emphasis on the mess.
Do you ever feel as if you have completely and positively lost your marbles? For a good 18 minutes I was pacing back and forth in front of my condo whilst on the phone with Witt ranting about and over analyzing such minuscule details of my life. I am stuck in a hallway full of…
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