Summer: the season that love forgot
I’ve had a lot of pretty lovers in the summertime. A lot of walks in the park, flirting near the water, kissing under a tree.. under the stars. My summer muses have always been intense, passionate, comforting. Spring reminds me of my past muses. It’s that time of year again… I was thinking about that when walking home today. I think that’s why I’m starting to hate summer. Because it never lasts. As sure as the leaves fall in autumn, the muses leave. ‘Twas lovely, darling. I love you, but I don’t want to. Goodbye. I have decided to...
Read MoreManaging the things you love…
I looked in the mirror after my shower tonight and saw two deep, dark circles under my eyes. The type that clearly exclaim, “look at yourself, can’t you see you’re tired?”. I’ve had moments like that before. And usually, they were signs of stress from doing things that I hated, like work I hated or a boss I hated. Let’s face it, a lot of our stress is related to our jobs. But now, it’s not. It’s caused by the overwhelming amount of stuff on my plate, but it’s not stuff I hate. This is such a unique position for me. The last time...
Read MoreThe highs and lows of 2010
I’ve spent the past few days drafting up a blog article about my take on 2010. I haven’t been able to write the perfect blog post about it yet. Draft after draft after draft… and wondering if I should even write about it at all. I should. It’s the best way to move on. I think that one of the reasons why it’s so hard to write about this past year is because it was so… bizarre. It was the most monumental year of my life so far. I can’t remember a time when I suffered so much AND celebrated so much success all in one year. There’s...
Read MoreFinding that one true love: more thoughts about city life.
Toronto has a way of making you feel pretty alone and insignificant in the world. Especially when you’re not ‘pretty’ or powerful. I mean ‘pretty’ by metropolitan city standards, the plastic kind of pretty. You probably know what I mean. I’m from Northern Ontario where looks carry so little weight. People there want to know that they can trust you. They care more about whether or not you’re contributing to the community or whether or not you’re a good person. Besides, if you have fake boobs, the entire village will know about it. ...
Read More…of the day: a monologue about love
I recently met Kel Morin-Parsons, an Ottawa-based actor, writer and academic. Kel sent me a link to some of the videos that she’d made and posted to Youtube. They’re not professionally produced – monologues filmed in the moment without any attention paid to production quality. It doesn’t matter because in this case, the video I’m sharing with you is brilliant. You see, I’ve recently taken the attitude that I am not interested in looking for love; I’m not interested in seeking out a relationship. That’s a bizarre concept to a lot of...
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