A Canadian turned 40 in America

I turned 30 in Vegas (when I first started dating Dan). So I guess it’s fitting that I turned 40 in California (being married to him). It seems like a changing of the season, of a page being turned, or even an entire new book written. I said I loved him on the night ofContinue reading “A Canadian turned 40 in America”

The nostalgia mindfuck

Maybe nostalgia is really the side effect of aging. I have found myself reminiscing and going back into wild bizarre habits and (sometime false) romantic fantasies of the past. I have spent a fair bit of time (and disposable income) on fountain pens and ink lately. Also writing in ridiculously elaborate cursive. I can’t sayContinue reading “The nostalgia mindfuck”