WE TRAVEL IN PERFECT CIRCLES

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

THE ONLY CONSTANT IS CHANGE

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"Everything is changing and I'm about to fire the majority of people in my life." I mumble a variation of the above sentence three times in one day. The first is loaded with frustration. In the second, sarcasm is wedged between each word. On the third, the phrase slips past my lips, peppered with amusement.… Continue reading THE ONLY CONSTANT IS CHANGE

THE (UN)BEARABLE LIGHTNESS OF BEING

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Like every other soul on this planet, I go through periods where everything narrows and turns exhaustive. Familial demands mount, an illness strikes, a relationship breaks down, or a friendship starts to circle the drain. Sometimes I juggle too many things and burn out in a furious, meteoric manner. Boom! Other times, I can't get… Continue reading THE (UN)BEARABLE LIGHTNESS OF BEING

ROLL LIKE THUNDER

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It is hard to make new connections. Life tends to get in the way. There are salaries to earn, children to care for, and a million and one expectations to manage. Weeks slam into each other. Months storm by. Days are filled with the mundane and ordinary. Now and then, we turn so far inwards we… Continue reading ROLL LIKE THUNDER

HIT THE GROUND RUNNING

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I once had a boss who worked me into the ground. Cut from the same cloth as Miranda Priestly from the Devil Wears Prada, she was sharp. Abrasive. A master tactician. The head of an international organization (in a "third-world" nation), this woman spent her career tearing down walls and carving out a path in… Continue reading HIT THE GROUND RUNNING