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coming of age

In the words of Sinead, nothing compares to you.

New book (I often write things in a journal first…), new city, new thoughts.   Let’s start with the things I like about life in Montreal so far: I get to use my shitty French. Culture… or something like that. All of the cheese… except for cheddar which is consistently gross. (Why can’t the French…

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Wine and cheese – it’s better when it’s old, right?

I just had a peculiar feeling. It’s not the first time I’ve been back to campus since graduating. In fact, I was just there a few months ago, but as I was approaching the Endowment Lands this evening, the oddest sensation crept up inside me.  I felt anxiety. Donning my UBC sweatshirt by pure coincidence,…

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