turbulent twenties

I don’t know why turning twenty is something that is daunting to me. In reality, it’s just like any other birthday — you age one year, you have some cake, and you spend time with the special people in your life. But this one feels different, kind of like how turning 10 felt like such a big deal when we were 9. New decade, double digits, maybe a faster bike or better toys. But 20, for some reason, feels like an even bigger deal than that. While the fact that it marks a new decade is the same, the possibilities of this decade feel different. There are just so many doors, and behind each door, still so many paths that one can take. To make it even more intimidating, the stakes seem higher because we’re talking about big life stuff — finding the person you’re going to marry, landing that…

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the commute

I have been commuting to work (in Midtown Toronto) for exactly two weeks now, and each and every time I find myself on the TTC subway, the same Ezra Pound poem, titled In a Station of the Metro, comes to mind: “The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough.” I had an English teacher in Grade 12 who pulled up this poem during our poetry unit and she talked about how Pound meant to capture how fleeting the glimpses of the faces in the subway were, as each train rushed by him on the platform. I didn’t understand what the poem meant at the time, but now it is all coming back to me. I now think about it each time I commute. As each train comes roaring into the station, I would watch the faces in each car blur and blend together, to…

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why we travel

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Monthly Musings: July

And just like that, we’re in the heat of the summer. (In the literal sense too – just last week, Toronto had broken its highest recorded temperature on that day in 54 years). The children are out of school, the days are getting hotter, more people are flocking to the cottage on the weekends, and the summer barbeques are ramping up. It never fails to amaze me (or scare me) how fast the summer months fly by. This is pretty disappointing since Canada only gets so many months of good weather in a year. This sudden realization scared me in another way in that I realized I didn’t have much longer to do all the things I had originally put on my “summer bucket list.” It’s hard because, for our entire lives, we have all these grand ideas of things we want to do and goals we want to achieve.…

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Journal Often, Journal Always

  “Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.” (William Woodsworth)  Three years ago, when I first started this blog, I wrote a post entitled ‘How to Keep a Journal.’ At the time of writing it, I was struggling with the idea of keeping a journal. There was something daunting about all those blank pages – I constantly felt as if I didn’t have the dedication and ideas to fill them all. But still, there was something about journaling that I just loved. It was so cathartic. No matter what you were writing about, you’d always feel ‘cleansed’ after every entry, as if you got a chance to pour out your thoughts or capture the moment you were writing about. What is even better is that it allows you to store all these memories – the big days, the heartache, frustration, and happiness – on paper. Over time, getting…

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