• memories,  year in review

    the year of lost things & found things

    Every year, as the end of December closes in, I feel as though I am reaching the finish line staggering, and out of breath. The last handful of years, I see the start of a new calendar year as a refresh, sort of like clearing your browser history and cache. I have felt alone in my struggles through each year as I look around at others’ recaps. I miss the days when I used to read (and enjoy) blogs. I miss the days when friends I made through blogging used to blog. I would read their summaries of the year that ended and feel as though I was alone in…

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    remembering – 2016 edition

    erin walker :: august 6, 1977 – october 23, 1994 when i close my eyes she’s too young to be forgotten her world has only just begun her future is an empty slate waiting to be filled and i see her standing there when i close my eyes dancing in the sky over moonbeams, around clouds starlight in her eyes angels in her hair and i see her when i close my eyes child of the sunlight daughter of the day sleeping on bed of roses with flowers in her hair the wind it softly kissed her cheek the raindrops fell like tears and i see her when i close…

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    september adventure

    Hey there, Internet! I have had an unusually active and adventurous September this year. Considering my Septembers have been purely school-focused since 2012, this has been a pretty fun break from the norm. One of the courses I was to take this semester was cancelled, so instead of having two six-week classes, I only have one – and that one starts on October 24! This has left me to enjoy the end of summer, and beginning of autumn, and really appreciate these weekends and all they have to offer. I did something crazy and exciting earlier this month – I sang with a band! In front of real, live people! What?…

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    when the flame goes out

    I was sitting at my desk yesterday, counting down the minutes until it was time to go home, when a friend came over, in tears,  to see me. Bad news is never expected. Bad news comes out of nowhere and punches you in the gut. A mutual friend of ours, someone I had worked with myself and adored, collapsed at work that afternoon and passed away. Sudden. I couldn’t breathe. As I made my way home, I began to shake. I was numb. In shock. I haven’t worked with Shane in 10 years. But when I was at the bookstore, he was one of my favourite people. He was one of…

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    remembering – 2015 edition

    erin walker :: august 6, 1977 – october 23, 1994 when i close my eyes she’s too young to be forgotten her world has only just begun her future is an empty slate waiting to be filled and i see her standing there when i close my eyes dancing in the sky over moonbeams, around clouds starlight in her eyes angels in her hair and i see her when i close my eyes child of the sunlight daughter of the day sleeping on bed of roses with flowers in her hair the wind it softly kissed her cheek the raindrops fell like tears and i see her when i close…