Tag: Friends

  • July 8, 2023

    July 8, 2023

    At some point in the last few years, I became a homebody. I’m reluctant to go out. I used to love going out. I couldn’t stay home.

  • June 19, 2023

    June 19, 2023

    In university, I remember once telling a friend that sharing a meal for someone is a testament to their value in your life. I probably said it with fewer syllables, yet more eloquence. Only in the last two-or-so years have I started cooking with any regularity. I think I’ve been learning to cook, as opposed…

  • I played catch today

    I played catch today

  • Wandering

    A good friend of mine recently sent me a photo of his daughter wandering along a beach in Portugal. He captioned the photo with: “There is something inspiring about the meandering footprints of a child contrasted with [the] linear path of adults.” When did we stop wandering?

  • Dear Nash, 10 Years On

    Dear Nash, What’s left to say?

  • A Short Tribute to Ryan Douglas McDanel

    A Short Tribute to Ryan Douglas McDanel

    Hanging. I can picture your body, broken from the neck up, hanging from the trusses in your metal shop. There’s a ladder lying on the floor that you kicked over before the rope was quickly made taut by the weight of your body.

  • Day 9 of 30

    Day 9 of 30

    It’s been a really lazy Sunday. There’s been a lot of waking up. I usually need to take one day for unfettered sleep each week. Today was a bit excessive, but I’m glad that I slept.

  • Day 2 of 30

    Day 2 of 30

    I woke up on my buddy’s couch this morning. He woke up to go to the gym at around 10:30. I looked at the clock and closed my eyes again. I asked him if it’d be okay if I left while he was out, as if I had any real intention of leaving before he…

  • A Quick Word on the Anniversary of Nash’s Death

    A Quick Word on the Anniversary of Nash’s Death

    It’s a wound that I don’t want to have heal, and, yet, it is healing. The death of a friend, a good friend, a best friend, at such a young age, is something that I never thought I’d forget to remember.

  • Chestnuts

    It must have been the winter of 2005 when I went with friends to Place des Arts in Montreal to take in the winter festivities. I distinctly remember having roasted chestnuts for the first time then. We bought them from a street vendor and they came in a hot paper bag.

  • I held a baby for the first time in my life tonight

    Here are the responses that I received: Sister: Hahahah you look so scared! But it’s super cute. Please say hello to Jordan and Matt for me! And congrats Me: I’m terrified! Sister: Hahahaha. You look it! Me: Great. Good look for me. Loves Sister: Well you don’t need to worry yet! I hope. Loves Me:…

  • Whence is the Humble Teddy Bear?

    For the last couple of days, I’ve been hunting for a bear, a teddy bear. I found one online that I really like, but the shipping costs more than the bear. I’ve been calling around to shops and visiting others searching for a teddy bear.