The more and more cities I visit, the more I love cities. I've always tried to figure out what it is that draws me to cities so much. I am not one for dichotomizing people but there is a clear difference between city folk and country folk. Nothing pejorative or anything like that - it's … Continue reading Chicago
I remember in seventh or eighth grade I went to a friend's house and we all ordered pizza to watch the inauguration of Pres. Obama. It was weird for me, at that age. I looked around, at the random group of boys and girls with eyes equally hungry for the pizza as the president. It … Continue reading Trudeau’s Everflowing Tears
Many of my friends and the people who read my writing know that my favourite musical genre is hip hop. It has been since middle school or so when I first heard a rapper from my hometown called Drake (don't you love how predictable sentences like that are - it's like you know the ending … Continue reading Dilla’s Donuts
When people look back on today in 50 or 60 years what will they focus on? There are so many distressing things going on, so much to point to that it makes you wonder what's next. What will be the end result of the tariffs, of Saudi Arabia and Canada's spat, of climate change? I … Continue reading History: It Was Written
Dogs are a peculiar animal. Mainly in that they are just about the only non-human animal that I am around all the time. It allows you to watch them, to let them watch you and form a sort of connection. I am probably only thinking about this because I need to take a break from … Continue reading Summertime Pt.2
I've always found the beginning of August a weird time of year. There's a sense of things coming to a close, a shift in the world to be a bit dramatic. It's not simply that I'm a student and school, since my earliest years, has always begun in September. There's the heat, the Sun and … Continue reading Summertime
Now that my time at The Journal has come to a close, I've felt an itch to get as much writing out there as possible. It's why I very quickly went to Muse (though I'm not on the magazine's editorial board), because it's an impulse that I can't shake. The nice thing about the school … Continue reading The Review Life
