A Perfect Answer To A Perfect Question

Listen here and please forgive my attempt at basic Thai!!   There’s this lovely woman in Chiang Mai who reminds me of a tea cozy. She wears slacks like my grandma did and starched floral blouses, and she has baby-fine salt and pepper hair and friendly eyes looking out of a soft round face. She... Continue Reading →

The Things That Used to Matter

When I was eight years old, I wanted a Cabbage Patch Kid. Remember those dolls from the 1980s? They had soft squishy bodies with protruding belly buttons, hard plastic heads sprouting hair, and if you turned an unclothed one over, a name scrawled on the little butt cheek. The Cabbage Patch Kid community represented a... Continue Reading →

How do you know you’re safe?

How do you know you’re safe... In a time where there are no limits, no boundaries, no roadmaps? How do you know you’re safe... When the ground beneath you shakes at random and nations cry out for help? How do you know you’re safe... When economies are crumbling, people are raging, and our food is... Continue Reading →

First Time Eyes

Someone told me I should be writing stories about my travels. But the thing is, I'm not really travelling much these days. I spend most of the year between three places: Canada, my home, and Indonesia and Thailand. I've spent enough time in all three countries that my eyes have become a bit, well, immune... Continue Reading →

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