It is the strangest of times and I find myself wrestling with whether I wish to open a box or two because I know doing so will lead to changes but can’t say what they will be. Feels like Monty Hall ought to be offering me some sort of cash incentive to take whatever lies… Continue reading Finding The Right Words
Month: May 2020
Some Are Mates of Soul
During my walk I thought I smelled a familiar scent and it stopped me in my tracks because there wasn’t any reason for it to be there to pepper my pike and it made me think about something I heard in a dream. “my soul would always remember. Be it ten minutes or ten years… Continue reading Some Are Mates of Soul
You Don’t Sound Canadian
Thirty years ago I spent the summer working in a camp outside of Toronto, talking about freeway shootings, sharing bits and pieces of trivia about what LA was really like and my Canadian heritage. “You don’t sound Canadian but you don’t really sound like a regular American either.” I scrunched up my face, tilted my… Continue reading You Don’t Sound Canadian
