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? Continue reading “Wandering”
What’s left to say? Continue reading “Dear Nash, 10 Years On”
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. Continue reading “A Short Tribute to Ryan Douglas McDanel”
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. Continue reading “Day 9 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 got back. Continue reading “Day 2 of 30”
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. Continue reading “A Quick Word on the Anniversary of Nash’s Death”
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. Continue reading “Chestnuts”
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: Hell no! Loves
Dad: Yam nice you look good big smile Loves dad
Me: Ha ha. Thanks. Loves
Maa: What a cute tall baby. Nice to see you hold a baby. Looks so good. Loves
Zahra: *five laughing with tears emojis* You’re either going to be the best or the worst dad
Zahra: Because I said so
Me: That was the first time I ever held a baby.
Zahra: Well good for you, you looked completely natural.
Me: There was terror in my insides. Terror.
Zahra: Yes I could tell
Me: You said I looked completely natural.
Zahra: I was being sarcastic. I punctuated it.
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. Continue reading “Whence is the Humble Teddy Bear?”