Emotional Prenup & The search for a great latte.

Spending the afternoon in the local coffee shop, Nat and I sit at our usual table with our laptops and cups of extra large coffee. Coming here to write and to drink the overpriced coffee, I sit back letting the words flow, and think of “Life, liberty, and the pursuit of great coffee”. Throughout this…

Hamlet, Him, Americano and an empty bed.

December 7th. Christmas is almost here. Due to my impending exams, I decided to make the trip to Narnia and stay with my mum. Too much distraction in Toronto. As I lay on the couch pretending to study, I watch two of my favourite films: “The Holiday” and “Four Weddings and a Funeral”. Procrastination at…

Violentines Day or Valentines day?

Toronto’s first big snowfall. Large  snow flakes fall onto my plaid jacket, and the cold seeps through my doc martens. You know it is winter when the roads are fully backed up, and when all the driers forget how to drive in a snowfall. Canadian winters. I spent my evening judging a talent competition. Was…

2 coffees and afflicted prostitutes.

Sitting in a crowded lecture watching the click tick down the hour. One hour almost done, another to go. Usually during these long lectures I do the usual, I raid social media, or I doodle all over my arm. Currently listening to the limitations of the Civil Rights movement, I sit in my Sex class…