I have no plans tomorrow. Right now it’s Wednesday July 14th, 12:43 AM. Tomorrow is here. When I got into bed not long ago, it was yesterday, but after lying sleeplessly — my mind flipping as though...
Eight Metaphors for Being Guarded
In April 2019, I was sitting in the University of Guelph library, on the third floor at 8 PM. I was studying. Early April marked the end of regular scheduled classes and the beginning of the exam...
The Man I like v. The Man I Don’t Know
I was biking up a gravel hill in my lowest gear for twenty minutes when I thought of this. The road was chunky and rough, my bike was loaded with gear, and the rest of the group was ahead of me. I...
Ode to Night Cruise
It was high school. I made a call to my mom at 12:30 on a Friday night. Despite the late hour, she picked up — my parents always pick up and I love them for it. Her voice came back heavy with sleep...
Revelations of a Couch Surfer
I understand why people do drugs. Drugs and alcohol have the magical ability to take you somewhere else and it’s right here. A short trip. The journey is from your mind to your mirth, from your...
Destination or Channeller?
This wasn’t my first time to Whistler. I was there for a couple nights in November, a couple nights in 2017 as well. I’d been as a kid, for the skiing. This trip though was seven nights at a...
Becoming Gookish Pt. 2
“I haven’t seen someone sleeping in months.” “I haven’t been beside a sleeping person. I’ve been alone. I go to bed, I wake up. I don’t see myself sleep. I don’t see anyone sleeping.” I wrote that...
Doomsday Prepping
I’ve always liked rules. Not the kind that inhibit actions but the kind that provide conditional instructions. Commandments that provide clarity and quell difficulty. I would make them for myself...
Open Doors
I couldn’t sleep last night. Of course, I did. Eventually. While my thoughts paced in the blackness behind my eyelids, they passed over my childhood. (How lovely — to think of incidents from decades...
Regarding Break-ups
Tell me: “I don’t like you anymore” — that’s what I want. And it’s what you should want too. Whether it came on quickly or it built over time, once the feelings of “I need to break up with this...