A-maze-ing

Canadia

Even though I’ve been on the West Coast for a few weeks now, I’ve still been sticking pretty close to my East Coast sleep schedule. Partly because I just never adjust to jet lag in this direction, and partly because it is pretty convenient to be awake before anyone else in the city.

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All Singing, All Dancing

I’ve always been painfully sentimental. As a kid, I’d do little things like asking my mother to stop the car so I could go flip a turtle over after it got stuck on its back; I’d probe my grandmother for stories about her life out of an oddball desire to better understand life “back then”; I was prohibited from touching stuffed animals at stores because once I touched one, we had a bond and it would be so sad if we just left it there. (I swear that last one wasn’t an attempt to get more toys, I was just disturbingly thorough in applying human emotions and empathy to all people, places, and things.) Continue reading “All Singing, All Dancing”