Sometimes I'm living my life in a rearview mirror. There are so many moments here and now I should be living for. Soaking in. Because...

Only sometimes. This is just going to be a random post, inspired by a conversation a couple weeks ago with my younger sister (formerly...

Twenty-nine isn’t old. But on the odd rainy spring night when I get home from work, I sit back in my favourite orange chair with a...

Pages keep turning. Every light of a cigarette. Every drop of vodka at the bottom of a glass. Slipping over ice precariously yet...