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Have you ever put on a pair of clothes, only to quickly realize they no longer fit? That happened to me a few weeks ago. It caught me by surprise. My pants felt like I needed to shove a lampshade … Continue reading
Take a look over your left shoulder you’ll find me there your worry holder and I’ll be there if you need me now because if you need me now then now will never end It’s the little things you hope … Continue reading
A few hours ago, the Toronto Maple Leafs were officially eliminated from the Stanley Cup Playoffs by the Washington Capitals. I am not mad. I am not sad. I am not heartbroken or numb. I am not going through the … Continue reading
I know you’re worried I know you’re scared trust me, I do and I’m only saying this now because there is a chill running through my body which will not be ignored so here it is you will be okay You know … Continue reading
I can’t tell you the last time a commercial on TV, or an advertisement on the internet, left me saying to myself, “Wow, I need what they’re selling.” I don’t know if I’ve ever thought that. Sure, maybe the food … Continue reading
Dear Alexandra, I hope this letter finds you well, as opposed to in a well. That didn’t work out too well for little Timmy. Sorry, I’m a bit rusty with writing letters. That was an incredibly morbid opening. I apologize. … Continue reading
Forget what I said, forget what you’re told Tonight is the night, we’re going to grow old Don’t look at the wound, time will never heal it See me in the next life, I swear to still feel it So don’t count the nights I cried, the Lord … Continue reading