It is surely a sign of the chronically unprecedented times in which we find ourselves living that I’m willing to bet that you read the title of this essay as resignation. Why bother, period. Not why we…
I love the Olympics. I know there’s drama and corruption and cheating, e.g. Canadians touching curling stones like God’s outstretched fingers in Michelangelo’s ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. Cheating is cheating, but I find the curling debacle…
Have you been scared lately? I don’t mean anxious, or worried, but actually scared? I’m asking because normally, I think we lump all of these emotions together. I usually do. For sure, they’re related, and might even…
Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear. This is true for your car mirrors and also life in general, it turns out. Hindsight inevitably provides us a clearer sightline, a better vantage point, than when…
Since December is obviously the prime time to visit central Canada, Adam and I are currently in Ontario, visiting relatives and playing in an unseasonably early snowfall, even for these parts. I’m not mad about it—I love…
I recently saw a reel on Instagram captioned something along the lines of, “Tell me you were raised poor without telling me you were raised poor.” The video showed someone pulling a tray of food out of…
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