What is the machine? Is it simply cogs and electrical inner workings, growing in complexity and distrust? Is it infinite tiny loops? Is it k
Category: Essays
The Shapes of our Language
We can maintain a firm grip on all those things that shaped us. I’m not saying that’s a bad thing–all the time. But it can be. We also have
Rain
I feel the loss of moving, of course. The loss of friends, and weeknight activities and meetups. I feel the loss of being gone while my neph
Existential Crisis
I realized today that I could die today. Or tomorrow. Or whenever. I don’t really know when. AND SO COULD YOU, THE PEOPLE I LIKE. And if I did die, my last few tweets, or facebook posts, or stories, would be the memories people had of me.
Going Dutch: Food
Moving to another country can be an interesting transition, especially when even the basic things you were used to, such as the primary language, have changed. There are many culture shocks you can expect when relocating, but the strangeness that became most apparent to me first was FOOD.
I moved with my husband from
The Infamous West Side
The west side of Lethbridge is where no one else wants to drive. It’s like the Dark Side, but somehow more mysterious. Here’s a short, humour post about West Lethbridge and why no one wants to cross over Whoop Up Drive.
Experiencing Hobbiton
A short travel narrative on our experience of Hobbiton near Matamata, New Zealand.
Purpose of a Coffee
A short, allegorical essay comparing a cup of coffee to the experiences of life, humanity and the purpose of breathing.
White Buildings & Narrow Streets
Yellow and green farmland tumbled past our windows as we sped along winding pavement roads. We pointed out a herd of goats and speculated all of our individual roles in the upcoming zombie apocalypse. The sky was blue and empty of clouds, the sign of another perfect day in Spain.
To Be Frank
A short essay on our experience travelling to Amsterdam, Netherlands and visiting the Anne Frank House. Take a quiet walk through this memorable and shared experience.