I scribble about fumbling through the best years of my life &
about what makes my heart sing.
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I write because it’s what comes naturally for me. It’s how I process things, how I figure things out and how I savour experiences that I never want to lose.
I hope something here makes you smile – or maybe think about something differently.
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Sometimes lines that take the shape of a poem is a better expression. I can’t quite call these poetry yet, but it’s a work in progress.
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Starting again … again
I escaped winter for two months so wasn’t lifting weights while I was in South Africa. Home a week now, and having exhausted all excuses and all strategies for delay, I dragged myself back there today. It’s always an ordeal to get there, always, and then, 10 minutes into the workout I remember that I
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Mornings like this
There’s a coffee cart a few blocks over from where I’m staying here in Stellenbosch. It’s only open until 9. Some mornings, instead of plugging the kettle in, I dress and walk the 0.9km for the best cortado in town. The path there meanders through the woods, along a playful stream that frolics towards town.
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Lopsided days
Abandoning routine I’m in Stellenbosch, South Africa, where I’ve come to escape the oppressive wet and grey of Squamish. When the magnolias bloom, I’ll head home, but not a moment before. So for now, I’m working remotely and riding my bike in the sunshine. Winter crushed me in so many ways, so I’m here to
