The Fine Art of Falling Apart

Dear Canada, I had no idea you were so big to drive over. Love, Gish.

Goin' home, folks...Comin' home. 11 days and counting before I'll be within the borders of Ontario to live for the first time in...

Making plans. They fall together like loosely knitted stitches on a hand made scarf. Warm and wooly, for the winter. This pleases me. I type...

  Interesting developments growing in my life. I'm not really sure how things are going to play out. I'm looking at change. Always l...

All I want is you. Where is the face that you know? She's Got A New Disguise - The Matthew Good Band

you know the one I bought in Phoenix, where they sell old jewelery. Above is the photo I took of our Thanksgiving dinner spread. It was tast...

I shouldn't listen to James Blunt in the morning. It's almost too sweet, like eating chocolate or sugary breakfast cereals with very...

Someone sent me the link to convert photos into a 'polaroid'. I have one pack of 10 photos left of actual polaroid film and have bee...

Sometimes, I am reminded. That I love my dad.

Ah, it's always the light that catches my eye. Draws me in, like a fish chasing a feathered lure. I swim through the dark and hone in on...

Sitting in a hotel room in Yellowknife. This is starting to feel like a habit or something. I'm even in the same room I had before. Inte...

My Morning Glory plant has finally flowered.I've been patiently watering it, and hoping it bloomed before the frost came to zap it dead ...

I leave little messages for you here I'm not at the point yet, of lighting one cigarette off the end of another. But getting close. Seem...

Listening to Hawksley Workman, cycling through the old stuff I've never heard and the usual stuff I adore. What a man. Had a sweet littl...

It's been over a month since I've been home from my awesome Ireland trip. Feels like ages ago I was taking a ferry back from Inishbo...