Hope you’ve all had a groovy start to the New Year.
We’ve had a ridiculous amount of super cold days. Lots of cold weather alerts in Toronto.
“Ah, life is a gate, a way, a path to Paradise anyway, why not live for fun and joy and love or some sort of girl by a fireside, why not go to your desire and Laugh…” – Kerouac
Here’s a quote from a great little book that I return to every once in a while, Zen and the Art of Falling in Love:
It’s around this time of year that the phrase, “Why do I live where the air hurts my face?” gets circulated daily.
Let me tell you the story of this sweater dress.
I don’t do New Year’s resolutions. I think they’re kind of useless in the sense that if you want to change your life, change it,
In the Winter I start to feel a bit like Snow White. Not all stunning, sleepy, and singing, but dark haired and getting paler by the second.
One year is over, and though you may not have achieved everything you wanted, you’ve made progress for sure.
I’ve said before that it’s always been really hard to have a birthday right between Christmas and New Years,
