The Difference a Decade Makes
It’s 8:38 on a Friday night and I am nowhere near anything that can be described as “cool.”
It’s 8:38 on a Friday night and I am nowhere near anything that can be described as “cool.”
Those are the things that the metadata leaves out.
I felt like I could drive literally anywhere in the world. And I loved that feeling. And I hated that I loved it.
I am too young to be having a midlife crisis and too old for a quarter-life one.
I carry a nostalgia the rest of the day that aches from the reality that some lives have been lived and some friendships have blurred.
They made a makeshift cardboard torch from our flame and took it to help light a fire for their kids.
If you lived in Manitoba, you could at least call today Terry Fox Day. But then you would live in Manitoba.
What if you just need more time to have a look around?
Yesterday I stumbled across a picture of a red pine and realized I had never actually seen one before.