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I call bullshit on the "everything happens for a reason" trope because it's a tired, powerless ideation. The hard truth is bad things happen by accident or chance... For ages, I wasn't sure what to think when people said, “everything happens for a reason" because it seems like such a flaccid, wishy-washy statement. What's worse… Continue reading IN THE PROCESS WE TRUST
A little over three months ago I could barely get around. Injured while on vacation in Greece made walking anywhere a painful chore. A grade 3 sprain meant covering a kilometre took four times as long as normal. I was unable to workout. I couldn't get an x-ray or see a physiotherapist until I arrived in Brussels.… Continue reading THE EYE OF THE HURRICANE
I received my bachelor's degree when I was 23 and, at that time, the world seemed like it was mine for the taking. The feeling lasted seventeen days before the shine wore off. I lived in Toronto and there weren't a lot of jobs in my field. I sent out countless resumes but couldn't catch… Continue reading WE TRAVEL IN PERFECT CIRCLES
Things are impossible until they're not. Dreams are only crazy if we remain fast asleep." My father was athletic. Ridiculously graceful and lanky, he moved with a spindly and fluid flow. He passed on those genetics, which meant my brother and I joined the legions of 'beanpoles' in the world—people with bodies that stretched like atomic… Continue reading YES WE CAN
Turning 39 scared the hell out of me. The debilitating fear I experienced caused me to curl up like a ball in the corner of my couch for a month as my mind raced with various #firstworldproblems and legitimate anxieties. The self-depreciating banter drove me up the wall. What the hell are you doing? Who do you… Continue reading CONDOLENCES
NOT MADE OF GLASS 