Underneath the futon, where I slept when I was home (my brother converted my old bedroom into his office – cutting a hole in the wall where our closets aligned… […]
“Don’t take yourself so seriously.” God, if I had a penny for every time that I’ve heard that from my loving boyfriend… I hate to admit it, but he’s right. […]
This week I’m back home in Nova Scotia. It’s been over a year and a half since I’ve been ‘home’, and it’s definitely a weird feeling. A lot of ghosts […]