Finding a Voice

Several years ago, when I had first moved to Toronto, I was going to a good number of job interviews. One of the most common pieces of feedback I got when I wasn’t successful in an interview or when I was being let go was that I was “too creative for the position.” At the time, and even now, it felt like a nice way to brush me off without having to provide too many details about why I wasn’t right for the position. As the years have passed, I think that the feedback might not have been too far off the mark.

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Coming to terms with comfort

I got a pair of sweatpants and a new sweatshirt today. I haven’t worn sweatpants in nearly a decade. These leave a little bit of my ankle showing, just to remind me that I’m not fully exposed.

My girlfriend has been on my case about wearing jeans when I should be more comfortable. She was right.

I’ve grown a beard

As 2017 is starting to come to a close, I’m starting to think about the things that I’ve accomplished during the past year. The year started in a very unusual way, with me at home with my family. To say that the rest of the year was just as unusual wouldn’t be too much of a stretch.

This past year has been everything and nothing. I did everything I wanted to but I didn’t do enough of anything. Except, maybe, work. I’m ready for a holiday. Continue reading “I’ve grown a beard”