When I was younger, my father would always tell me that, if someone shows you who they are, believe them. As I grew older, I never much liked that train of thought. I had this sneaking suspicion that there were whole worlds hiding behind his veneer of austerity. Maybe it was his working-class background that …
You know what? If you don’t know, then I’m going to have to tell you. It seems that every day I am bombarded by the “you knows” and the “you know what’s”, to the point that it is slowly driving me mad. There is no escape. I turn on the radio in the morning to …
Ponder for a moment how the course of your life would have changed if you remembered all of the things that you’ve forgotten. Alright, I have confused you. Let me try this again. If you had the opportunity to retreat back in time to a place where you’ve said, “Gee I forgot to do that,” …
The Prince, the Gambler, and the Sea – Part 2 The Prince, the Gambler, and the Sea – Part 3 The Prince, the Gambler, and the Sea – Part 4 The Gambler I am a gambler. It’s 2020, and it is popular among college students. While the world is fast asleep, here I am, with …
There is no such thing as a stupid dog – while we are out working all day, they are at home sleeping. Mollie is no exception. Each morning, she slowly meanders over to the kitchen table. She sheepishly looks at each one of us, her brown eyes still half-shut – dreamlike. Her eyes have always …
I have a complicated relationship with Halloween. In fact, if Canada celebrated the Fourth of July, I could truthfully say I hated Halloween… since up here in Vancouver, Canada, we don’t get to shoot off fireworks at any other time. Halloween is the one time of the year that we can buy fireworks, (regardless of …
There is something special about tears that we don’t realize. We often consider that our tears only slip down through our eyes whenever we are hurt. If we are lucky, we call them tears of joy. We, human beings, ought to withstand feelings that coerce our brains to respond. Ergo, we have distinct manners of …
On August 4th, midday between traffic hours, Joan headed to see her doctor for her weekly checkup. Living in Rizal, a developing province in the Philippines, she’s far from all the glamorous city lights but no stranger to blasting beeps and heinous drivers on the road. Her car, an 8-year-old Sedan given to her from …
A month has passed and I’m still here. In an abyss with no railings nor a simple rope to hang on to. I see a thread and I hear voices saying, “Hang on”. I don’t know the origin of this thin thread and I’m completely lost as to where the voices may be coming from …
