Pictures of perfection.
It’s there… in moments. Don’t miss it.
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Transit is full of eaves droppers and people watchers.
11/27/15 When it comes to public transit, I am the epitome of a people-watcher in the utmost curious and non-creepy way possible. You witness the most fascinating people on public transit, and it’s interesting to watch a collective group of strangers co-exist within the strangeness of that setting. You have the boys in their early […]
Read MoreSeasonal Friendships
11/27/15 My memories are marked by the friendships that accompanied different seasons of my life. Some, have been present for many and continue to do so now. While others faded – for better or for worse – and now no longer stand. Similar to most I would assume, I have a terribly hard time when […]
Read MoreWhite Rock
11/22/2015 Until yesterday, I had never eaten something from a cafe before. I’ve come to terms with the fact that I will never be a true Canadian since I can’t eat at Tim Horton’s, and I will never be too “basic” since I can’t buy Starbucks and Instagram it. And yet, I still have […]
Read MoreYou know that one kid in grade school who ruined all your chances of bringing a peanut butter sandwich for lunch? That was me.
11/15/15 I met a guy a couple of weeks ago who, after finding out I had a peanut allergy, looked at me and said “You’re the reason I couldn’t bring peanut butter sandwiches to school! I’ve never met one of you before!”. His enthusiasm provided the entertainment for our entire “Friendsgiving” dinner. *** When I decided to […]
Read More5ft worth of memories.
It’s more than skin and bones that make up this body.
Read MoreThey were lying when they said you could never be too careful.
11/12/15 Experiencing anxiety is a lot like being in a room full of people who are all scared of the dark, but when the lights are switched on you’re the only one who forgets it’s okay to stop being afraid. That’s the frustrating part – because everyone experiences fear, but anxiety is irrational – it’s […]
Read MoreDear High School, you weren’t half bad.
11/9/15 //You can move all over the world but regardless of whatever your life looks like it’s still the places you left that pushed you into whoever you are.// High School’s a lot like that 1st part-time job you never fully decided if you liked or not. You don’t hate it and you meet some […]
Read MoreThe Relationship Prerequisite: Independence
You don’t have to be single, but you do have to be independent.
Read MoreWe’re all watching our lives at home slip by and trying to remind ourselves we can stop holding on.
From a day spent staring at mountain tops and thinking, maybe this is it. (and by ‘it’ I mean everything)
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Love, Ashley. 