I roar quietly.

The Antidote by Oliver Burkeman 8 min in bed, 1.14.13   It is one o’clock in the morning and I am wide awake.  I am seven years old and I cannot sleep.  I am a very new seven because my birthday was just three weeks ago, but someone once told my mom I had a very old soul.  That’s something that lives inside with your heart and your stomach and your bones.  They couldn’t really describe Read more

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fears of feeblemindedness

Astray by Emma Donaghue 8 min @ Hub Coffeehouse, 1.11.13   Why didn’t she remember that she hated musicals?  Well technically Pip didn’t hate musicals anymore, and there was so much hype around the film.  Dom like everyone else wanted to check out the pomp and pageantry, but this was that one.  The one their mother had dragged her and Cecil to, just before she became totally unhinged. Cecil said it was all the  “sinacting” that drove Read more

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“what is on your head dude?”

muttered to myself @ the traffic light, Bathurst and College, TO composed in the car, northbound on Bathurst, 1.11.13, 11:30am   He’s making his way into the bus shelter because clearly he should not get all those bandages wet.  His head is a checkerboard of white band aids and scalp.  A white mesh stocking holds everything in place.  I guess a hat might put too much pressure on his head.  He’s obviously just had some kind Read more

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begin again

The Golden Globes are this Sunday and  Tina Fey and Amy Poehler are hosting.  That should be fun – as far as awards shows go.  I have a love/hate relationship with them.  They’re broad and far-reaching, and generally miss the mark when tallying the “Best” of whatever they’re awarding.  There are always great films or performances that didn’t get considered.  Frankly, at the end of the day they’re just another beauty pageant.  I don’t like Read more

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“Promise,” Manju said

Behind the Beautiful Forevers by Katherine Boo 8 min @ my desk, TO   I said I would be your forever friend and I meant it.  But I didn’t realize you’d go bat shit crazy.  —  No, I don’t think I’m the culprit.  Because you didn’t uphold your end of the friendship contract. —  Yes I do think of it as a contract.  And you reneged.  You want to be a whole new person!  That’s like changing Read more

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Hell he could pretend it was a mistake.

A Hologram for the King by Dave Eggers Ah, the first Monday of a brand new year.  So sparkly and shiny and perfect I don’t want to sully it.  Just like putting the first mark in a new notebook, I dread the first mistake.  But the page can’t stay blank forever.  Just like life.  I want to jump in, full on, all in.  That is what it is needed to be present and alive to the experiences Read more

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lost & found & part 2

It’s no secret I wasn’t a fan of 2012. On New Year’s Eve I spend the morning reflecting on the challenges of the past year.  I recognize that I spent much of it struggling to not be consumed by The Dark Cloud.  My Facebook feed is full of gratitude for 2012 and heartfelt wishes for 2013.  I’m not ungrateful, just keen to move forward.  I make my own FB post sharing my eagerness to slam Read more

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pieces of the puzzle lost and found

I’m always trying to figure shit out. I’m the kid always asking “why?”  “Why is this happening?  Again.” A variation on the ‘why?’ is the ‘how’, as in ‘how’ is everything connected?  And I do believe it is all connected; that we are all connected by varying degrees, and of course Facebook.  This world and the Universe are one big matrix of a puzzle.  I know I’m not going to put it all together, but Read more

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