A Story in Three Parts

A human oxymoron, fighting for what I believe in through a shielded gaze and a misconstrued ideology – The epitome of a millennial lifestyle.

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…

Seeking refuge in the fear.

Spending my saturday evening laying in bed listening to The Pretty Reckless, I cannot help but reminisce about the events of the last few days. For the past few hours I have been toying around with the idea of fear, and how it disables us from moving forward in our lives. Everyone has their own…

Love at your disposal.

Love within the city seems to be more of a myth than Santa Claus. It seems as if we are all running in circles looking for “the one” that we seem to miss the true point of it all. Every day as you walk down the city scape, you pass hundreds of potential suitors waiting…

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…

Stressed, Depressed, but still well dressed.

Today I finally came to terms with the inevitable, I am depressed.With a rapidly beating heart and heavy lungs, I entered the doctors office shaken and scared. I should not be facing this insecurity around going to the doctors office, for my family doctor has been my doctor since I was born, she was the…

Live like a Cockroach.

The cockroach is one of the oldest living species on the planet. With it’s hard shell and rather disgusting outward appearance, the bug is dated back to the prehistoric ages. One may wonder how these bottom dweller creatures have lasted all these years, but the answer is rather simple…change and adaptation. Within our lives, change is something…