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It’s a Big Old Goofy World

February 21, 2015

… And there is so much beauty in it. I don’t want this to come off as a love letter to Toronto (because of the photos…) but more of a love letter to the world in general.

And it’s so easy to get wrapped up in the negative. Admittedly for me, when I think everything is going great, there’s still a little voice in my head that is wondering when it’s going to come crashing down. It’s something I still need to work on. I even went and paid a lot of money and talked to someone about that a few years ago. They provided me with different mental exercises to try and change those pointless (and preventable) thoughts and projections.

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Design: A Happy Accident

February 7, 2015

I used to be so envious of people who could play an instrument. I remember years ago when my sister and I were still both living at the farm and she decided she wanted to learn to play guitar.

First of all, my sister Maxx is a genius and can accomplish anything she wants. (She decided not too long ago to study computer science at Simon Fraser University and is presently excelling in that, cause WHY WOULDN’T SHE) Second of all, the two other family members in our household played instruments. My Dad plays guitar and my Grandpa played guitar, banjo, and mandolin – my alarm for school in the morning was my Grandpa performing live bluegrass music in the dining room. Every single day.

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Run Away, Simba

February 5, 2015

There’s a difference between running away and healing. There’s a difference between slapping a band-aid on something and finding a remedy. And I’m pretty sure I’m finding the remedy here.

I moved to Toronto only this past Sunday – so I’m not prepared to share with you my preferred events or the best almond milk latte or the top vegetarian restaurant (don’t worry, that’ll come). And I haven’t even started my new job yet!

All I can report to you this many days in is that each day I’m waking up with a lighter heart and less weight on my shoulders. Everything feels sunnier. I feel so predictable for whipping out the mountain metaphor, but I feel like it took me so so long to climb it and now I’m approaching the top. I have no idea what’s at its peak or what’ll happen when I’m standing at the summit but right now, the sense of relief for making it this far is extraordinary. And peculiar. But refreshing.

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Without a Friend, There’s No Denying, You’re Incomplete

January 20, 2015

Sometimes I like to sit and revel in the glory of my fortune. I feel rich a lot of the time, and I’ve felt this way for a long time. Not because of money, not because of possessions. That’s certainly not the case.. Believe me.

I am wealthy in the area of friendship … companionship – and feel so privileged to say that over the years I have surrounded myself with some of the most unique people Winnipeg has to offer.

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My Dear Acquaintance, A Happy New Year

December 31, 2014

Okay, so this is the delayed blog post after the much delayed blog post. And I shouldn’t be making excuses for myself and my lateness because it was my decision in the first place to create a place online where I could present my thoughts, ideas, ramblings, musings.

I digress. In the midst of this past month’s chaos (officially resigning from my job at Manitoba Film & Music, finding someone to sublet my apartment, my 26th birthday, holiday parties, selling my things, moving out of my place, moving into another place, and visiting Edmonton for Christmas & New Year’s) I am finding some time to write this blog post from my half sister’s house in Alberta on December 31, 2014.

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So, I’m Moving to Toronto

November 29, 2014

You’ll have to excuse the break in between posts, but I have recently turned my life upside down.

My very first blog post was about my insufferable enchantment with nostalgia. I talked about how change feels so traumatizing and how there is comfort in tradition, in routine, in maintenance of a consistent setting.

Well, you know what? To hell with that.

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Watch Your Language

November 13, 2014

When in doubt – write about .. writing.

I am no scholar. I didn’t attend any post-secondary institutions and I haven’t read through War, Peace, Pride OR Prejudice – but I know for sure that I am absolutely head over heels and doe-eyed over the English language. Books. Poetry. You name it.

If I was in high school right now, I’d probably be teased by other kids for being some sort of brown noser. I’d have other kids wondering who paid me to say these things. But when you grow up, at a certain point, you realize that your teachers were right –ENGLISH IS COOL!

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Chasing Unicorns

November 3, 2014

There are many periods of reflection in your twenties and you never know exactly when they’ll strike. I can only assume they become more frequent and unexpected as you get older, but I’m almost 26 and I’ve finally gained enough experience to have some particularly interesting things to muse over, like really muse over ..

I went for a long run yesterday morning, and thanks to Spotify and its quirky playlists, I was arbitrarily offered a playlist entitled ‘Hangover Friendly Singer Songwriter’ – was I hungover? Not at all actually. Is the singer songwriter genre my go-to genre for working out? Never. But something about the bright sunshine and brisk November wind made me crave something a little more soothing than usual – something like the sappy opening credits of an indie flick. A track called “I Don’t Wanna Love Somebody Else” by A Great Big World came on  (I’ve never heard of this band before) and I hate to admit it, I felt emotional in that moment.

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Stories & Mug Cake

October 29, 2014

“You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.”
― Anne Lamott

 

My aunt showed me this quote this week, nonchalantly, in passing. It was written on her friend’s Facebook post, in one of those tacky fonts on a tasteless ‘awe-inspiring’ backdrop. I don’t like that stuff. Mostly because the font is usually Comic Sans and the photo background is pixel-y but also because the meaningful quote gets lost and it becomes useless fluff. Sharing it in that way almost becomes a disservice to the person who coined it in the first place.

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