Mum, I Hate Naps…

Like a storm in the horizon, it looms ominously. And as if to be a lone ship adrift at sea, there is nothing I can do except sail on through. Not knowing when or where the clouds will break. A voyage of unknown. The sad irony of it all is that I have traversed these... Continue Reading →


At some point in our lives we have all fallen victim to being cold, wet and hungry. But all of that pales in comparison to being military cold… wet… and hungry. My introduction to this tripod of misery happened in a place called: Farnham. A marshland that’s nestled within the rural landscape of Quebec. A... Continue Reading →

Are You Gone, Brother?

For as long as I can remember, I have wanted it. Thirsted for it. At times, even begged for it. In my mind I have seemingly exhausted everything in the pursuit of this endeavour. But everything I have done has been for not—fruitless. Like a ne’re-do-well gambler with no money in his pockets; I stand... Continue Reading →

The Picture

A picture, as defined by Oxford is as follows: A description so vivid or graphic as to suggest a mental image or give an accurate idea of something. It is my belief that those of us who are blessed with sight live our lives through a series of snapshots. Experiences of lived moments taken one... Continue Reading →

The Air Is Poison

"For in much wisdom is much grief: and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow" Ecclesiastes 1:18.   I would not dare to say that I am a wise man. Nor do I boast the gift of intellect. I do however hold knowledge of a few things. Most notably, loss. I have lived a life hallmarked... Continue Reading →

Needles and Nightmares…

It was a low-rise shit hole. At least, that’s how we described it. In reality, it was someone’s home. A home I was now standing within. My eyes took in the out of date décor and sparse furniture that casually lay about this place. Decades of old cigarette smoke clung to the walls like a... Continue Reading →

The Virus

Things had been crazy ever since the outbreak. The hours at work had been long and exhaustive. When I got home, I dropped my kit bag and went for the shower. I stood beneath the decalescent beams of water, struggling to cleanse myself of last night’s shift. My arms outstretched, supporting the weight of my... Continue Reading →

Hey, Mum (January 26th, 2020)

Hey, Mum… just figured I’d come chat with you for a while. Kind of having a tough one. ~ Everything I do today is doomed to be weighted and ponderous. Menial tasks from putting the tea bag in the cup, filling it with water, buttering some toast to putting a soiled dish in the awaiting... Continue Reading →

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