….but not the back to school kind. the kind of sack that you put on your back, jump onto a plane and touch down on new soil – ready to explore. ready to learn. ready to adventure. its funny to think that it took me 28 years to buy an actual, legitimate backpack. whiling walking…
nervous.
in exactly one week from today i will be boarding a plane on a trip that will no doubt excite me and contribute to this journey of change and growth that i’ve been enduring since leaving up over for down under. london to see an old friend marry a new one. germany to visit my university…
“we used to wait”.
I used to write I used to write letters I used to sign my name I used to sleep at night Before the flashing lights settled deep in my brain But by the time we met The times had already changed So I never wrote a letter I never took my true heart I never…
“some friend”
i’ve been pining a lot lately over the deterioration of what i thought was one of the greatest, most genuine friendships in my life. until recently i never questioned the value of our friendship. we’ve been through so much together. there has always been mutual respect, understanding. its one of those friendships that doesn’t permit awkwardness – the…
genuine friendship.
its a rare thing to find – organic friendship. the kind of friendship that grows from a mere hello. a friendship that is deep and meaningful, mutually invested in and mutually reciprocated. yes, real honest friendship is hard to come by. which is why i am ever so lucky for having met the viking, HS. i know she knows…
tired spirit.
i was asked the other day if i was truly happy being on my own. without hesitation i said yes. my response baffled the person asking the question – i’m not sure if it was due to the fact that i was so confident in my response or because she couldn’t understand how a “single 20-something” could actually be…
a life theme.
i had an interesting conversation today with a new professional contact whom is approximately 30 years my senior but it was one of those conversations of mutual respect and one that i thoroughly enjoyed as its these exchanges with people who have lived wisely that leave me to seek more knowledge into my own worldview…
where i was a year ago.
this time last year i made a decision that now looking back altered the course of my life. entering my late 20s i was combusting – filled with ambition, quietly pining away at ‘it’ internally – struggling with what to do about it. i knew at the time that it would have to do with…
life possessions.
it just hit me today that i have made the decision to move away from home. completely away for a long period of time. i don’t have much with me either. there used to be a time when that would stress me out. i always needed to be surrounded by things. but in recent months…
a literary tribute to leonard cohen.
yesterday’s tomorrow by marc hendrickx (book) while rummaging through a record store to buy some new music, a dusty bookshelf tucked into the corner distracted me. i must admit – a book will trump my interest over music any day. i don’t know if it was the image of canadian icon leonard cohen rugged up…
static confusion. 