Bernard Walter

Tag: Imagination

  • January 28, 2024

    What would you do if you won the lottery?

    I’d disappear.

    Well, it depends on much the jackpot was. Anything over $20-million and I’d be gone real quick. Between $10 and $20 million, I’m definitely quitting my job. $1-$10 million and I’d probably stay put for the time being.

    From whatever I won, I’d pay off my debt and my family’s. Everyone would get a cut, and then put the rest away into an investment. I’d buy a house, too.

    I want to live very comfortably but not to excess. The right amount of money will bring freedom with it. Part of that would be throwing away my phone, hopping on a plane, landing in a place I’ve never been before, and calling it home. The people most important to me would get a free ticket to join me.

    I wonder if I would keep this blog. Would I still work on building my woodworking business? How much would I actually miss my job? I’m sure – 100% positive – that I’d be able to keep myself busy. The question would then become about how many people I’d want to keep in my life, the answer a burden unto its own. A select few have already been chosen.

  • Day 16 of 30

    Jason Statham is my favourite action hero. I’ve seen most of the movies that he’s in. I wouldn’t say that he has a lot of range, but I also wouldn’t say that I haven’t enjoyed most of the movies that I’ve seen him in. (more…)

  • Day 8 of 30

    Day 8 of 30

    On Wednesday, the student I tutor and I went to the AGO. It’s free to go on Wednesday evenings between 6 and 9 pm. I wanted to try something different with him because he really doesn’t like doing his school work. I’m glad we went because he was excited by the spiralling staircase, that we had to climb to the top of, and by the model ships, which I’ve never taken much interest in. The art on the walls didn’t really speak to him, but he took an interest in the sculptures. (more…)

  • It’s Hard to be Good Looking

    Being good looking has always been my cross to bear. It started from an early age and has stuck with me through the years. It’s not something I ever asked for, but we play the hand we’re dealt, I guess. (more…)

  • Imagining Things?

    It’s been a bit of an odd week. It’s not for anything that has happened that was out of the ordinary. It has to do with how I’ve been looking at the world around me. (more…)

  • I’m Too Scared to Answer the Questions Writing Asks of Me

    Instead of recording a “hand dance” tonight, I decided that I would work on a blog post. For about two hours, I was planning out a post (sometimes, I actually do make a plan for these things). The more I worked on the plan, the more disjointed my ideas became. Then, my mind wandered onto a topic that I’ve been avoiding for quite some time. (more…)

  • May 22, 2016

    Dear Timothy,

    Please let me apologise for the delay in my response. When you’ve been given time, eternal amounts of it, it passes quickly and is spent on nothing. Any amount of work, no matter how pleasurable, seems not a waste but neither is it urgent. (more…)

  • April 21, 2016

    April 21, 2016

    Dear Mr. Walter,

    It was great to hear back from you. I certainly was not expecting a reply.

    I realized that I didn’t tell you my name in my initial letter. My name is Timothy F. Nash. (more…)

  • The Obituary of Mr. Walter

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  • April 11, 2016

    April 11, 2016

    Dear T—,

    Thank you for your letter. I was very happy to receive it, as one of the things I wanted most in life was to have a penpal. There is something magical about reading a handwritten letter. Perhaps it lies in its distinction from the neatly typed bank statements and solicitors’ letters that we all receive. (more…)

  • April 5, 2016

    April 5, 2016

    Dear Mr. Walter,

    I read your obituary in yesterday’s paper this evening and felt compelled to write to you. Knowing very little about your life, other than what your family shared in the notice of your death, I’m still curious about what your life meant now that you are no longer living. (more…)

  • I Want to be Famous

    I Want to be Famous

    I want to be famous.

    I want people who I don’t know to fall in love with me. I want the money, the TV interviews, and the paparazzi, chasing after me. I want women throwing themselves at me because fame is an STI. (more…)