Musings in Corduroy Pants

I miss that zip-zip sound corduroy pants used to make when I was a kid. Cords seem to have lost something from the ribbed pants of my stripey-shirted, yes-avacado-is-a-colour-and-it-goes-great-with-pumpkin, 70’s childhood. So, I’ve been wondering as I walk around, my pants more of a stuttered whisper than that zip-zip I used to love, what’s changed?

Waking up to Winter

It’s funny how much a snowfall can change everything. All Fall I’ve been slowly grieving the end of summer. As the days got shorter, the nights cooler, the landscape shifting into sepias, you could almost hear the wailing nooooo! coming from deep inside me. So you’d think when I woke up to snow this morning … More Waking up to Winter

Adapt or Die

I broke my brain a few weeks ago, a remarkably frightening experience. Now, I’ve had cognitive burnout before, it’s pulled me out of school on many occasions: an inability to study or take the ideas in my head and find words for them. This was nothing like that. My brain suddenly seemed incapable of any … More Adapt or Die