I guess I just wouldn’t feel right about the year if it didn’t end badly. And so it is that I limp into Christmas feeling like hell and dreading the future, and I do it all alone. There will be no whiny manifesto, nor will there be a cry for sympathy, empathy or any other [...]
When Mister Fred Jones turned 64, they told him he was going to retire. It didn’t matter, they told him, that he didn’t want to retire, because in the end he DID want to retire, no matter what he said. He just had to realize that. And even when he told the bastards every day [...]
So for us, this was the return of the king.
I left my house early yesterday morning with sleep in my eyes, worry in my brain and hope in my heart. I rolled down the snow-lined QEW towards Toronto with Bright Eyes on the stereo and the heater cranked, eating a donut from Tim Horton’s and [...]
Love is a confusing thing.
It’s not this idyllic spotless attraction between two people with perfect teeth and styled hair like it is in the movies, nor is it something that can be controlled, manipulated, spun or even stopped. It exists independently, out on its own, as this silly little feeling you get when her eyes [...]