Sick on a snow day.
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Day 2 – Beginnings
Today’s prompt: What feels like a beginning in your life right now — even if it doesn’t look like one yet?
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December 21, 2025
One thing I often catch myself doing that I absolutely hate is checking my phone when I’m holding Emi. The most beautiful person in my world is resting in my arms and I’m reaching for my phone so I can watch stupid, short videos about whatever the algorithm says I’m interested in. Lately, that’s a lot of videos on how to properly rear a child, none of which tell you to put your phone down and actively care for your child.
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December 20, 2025
I recently applied to Google AdSense for this website. I had it running on Bernard Walter, making maybe a total of three dollars over the course of half-a-dozen years. It was something, I suppose. My application was rejected due to “low quality content.”
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December 16, 2023
It’s coming on 11:30 at night and I’m at the shop working on an order for pens. Brasstracks is playing on the Bluetooth speaker and I got an Afghani takeaway for dinner.
At some point, I stopped calling this space my “workshop,” and started referring to it as just the “shop.” That must be a sign of comfort, like contractions when you’re learning a language.
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October 6, 2023
It’s 11:30 pm on a Friday night and I’m at the workshop. I become obsessive about things. My ideas become my vision. My hands have to do the work. My patience can’t seem to wait.
I have to go home but I don’t feel like I’m done yet. There’s still so much more to do, so much left undone.
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Starting to Read First Person Singular by Haruki Murakami
I picked up a copy of First Person Singular by Haruki Murakami. After reading the first two short stories in the collection (there are eight stories), I now want to talk about them. The stories are unexpectedly enjoyable.
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Aly walks around taking pictures of Toronto, and he talks, too | a park and a beach
This week I went looking for parks in Toronto. I made it to one. I also got to a beach for the first time since moving here. The city is a busy place and escaping into a park is a nice way to drown it out for a bit.
This week I went to David Balfour Park and Cherry Beach. Both are worth checking out.
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No Heat
There’s no heat in my apartment. I’d take a picture to show you but every picture I take looks like my apartment when it’s warm. It could be romantic. Instead, it’s cold.
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Getting home
She bought a bag of grapes and a handful of bananas. Me, I was waiting behind her to pay for my three Jamaican meet patties, a bag of chips, and a jar of salsa.
After we had each paid, we met again outside the Hasty Market, where she was searching around for a lighter. I lit her cigarette and mine. She said thank you and then took off.
While walking back to my building, I caught up with her, keeping my distance from behind. Im a fairly quick walker. I turned the corner into an alleyway that leads to a side entrance to my building. She continued on.
When the elevator, I had called, arrived, a door opened behind me. She strolled in, and I let her through to the waiting elevator. She pressed 22. I pressed 14.
It wasn’t until I walked into my apartment that I could let off the fart that I’d been holding in.
