I spent last week on a boat. We hung out in Sidney (BC, not Australia), Victoria (again, the one in BC, not in the presence of the deceased queen), a little marina called Poet’s Cove, and Vancouver. After a week of boat living, I still feel the sways of the sea even on solid land.… Continue reading Letting It Linger
I’ve got Beastie Boys in my head now, how about you? Great. Let’s talking about WANTING stuff. Canada’s super. We’re a pretty socially liberal country, enjoy a lot of freedoms, and our prime minister snuggles pandas on his off time. But every winter, I grumble. I put on seventeen layers. I claim I’m going to… Continue reading So What’cha Want?
I did not burp in public for years. I did not ‘break wind’ even in private for years. Quell the gas! was my motto. In my youth, I was referred to as a robot. I took it as a compliment. Back then I was convinced–convinced–I could be perfect if I just tried hard enough. As I (gracefully)… Continue reading Normalizing Failure