…keeping in touch…

…keeping in touch…

i may be on the other end of the world, but that doesn’t mean that i can’t be reached! there are a couple of ways …

 

…the weight upon my shoulders…

…the weight upon my shoulders…

following a common idiom, i removed an abundance of weight from my shoulders disconnecting from my previous lifestyle. although my backpack has been packed for …

 

…the appearance of a cottage life…

…the appearance of a cottage life…

 

…and my final week is here…

…and my final week is here…

here, under previous circumstances, i’m sure i’d wish for no ending. how original it feels not only to disconnect without hesitation from the mainland, but …

 

…in your place…

…in your place…

you can see the sheets of rain shuffling their way down the lake, you can smell the wet bark swept down the shorelines with the …

 

…to date…

…to date…

i thought i was going to be writing a great deal more for my weblog while living up at the cabin. it’s been such a …

 

…the monday mornings…

…the monday mornings…

i want to know why i’m so stimulated into daydreaming while driving up to the cabin. i love driving, especially highway driving, and find that …

 

…drawn to the opposite end of the world…

…drawn to the opposite end of the world…

i was born and raised here in british columbia; educated here, worked here, stared at these grandeur mountains from all the multiple beaches, toured the …

 

…an infatuation with disconnections…

…an infatuation with disconnections…

this year, something resembled the flicking of a switch. i always like having an answer for things, discovering the driving force behind reason. but this …

 

…by design…

…by design…

to my memory, there have only been a few times where i have woken up from a dream where a tune was playing so clearly …