cicadas to city dreams
so easily are we lost
in the bustle hustle

growing up suburban
sidewalks were canvases
meant only for my chalk
meant only for creatures I’d create

in the city, it’s vibrant
with people of diverse
colour and aspirations
of becoming even bigger than
what our parents could’ve ever wished for us

staying up late nights, I’m
drowning in all the things I swore I’d do
I’m reminded of the nights I’d spend sleeping,
dreaming of worlds I’d build and lives I’d change

it’s easy to think you’re not good enough
when there’s all this mess in front of you
but find quiet pockets in time
tranquility in a book, in a warm coffee
because regardless of wherever you are
(or wherever you wish you’d be)
there’s nothing wrong with where you are

be your best ✨

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I’ve done a lot of thinking about our individual paths on this planet. Thinking about my trajectory, where I’ve come, where I’ve been, where I’m going and certainly, where I stack up compared to my peers. Today, I’d like to talk about self actualization.

There are a handful of humans I’ve met in my life that have expressed how things haven’t quite gone their way. And I’m the first to say that not everyone’s lives follow similar paths, in fact they often become better when we follow different paths! However, it’s within the framing of that argument that brings me pause. I’m talking about “I don’t like where I am. Other people seem to have it so easy.”

Look, you’re allowed to vent about what you feel are ‘shortcomings’. You’re allowed to be unhappy in your current station in life. But something that I believe should be more thoughtfully conveyed, is your ability to change those factors.

Framing your shortcomings by outlining another person’s success is neither fair for that person or for you. To say that other people have ‘gotten lucky’ or ‘are naturally better’ than you are, both offers you that lack of accountability, and diminishes that person’s success. They did not get to where they are by chance, and neither will you.

Be accountable for the things you wish were different. Picture it with me: where do you want to be in five years? Then, visualize what you need to do to get there. Are you on track to fulfill your goals? If not, what are you going to do about it?

Comparison is the biggest disservice you can do to yourself and to others. Hold yourself accountable to your goals. Watch your dreams come to life because you made them happen. Show up for yourself, and yourself only.



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a thousand miles from my front door
I’m farthest from any
comfort-zoned concept
of home

we’re drinking, clinking
celebrating the future of everything
eulogizing the last twenty-some years
of figuring it out and miraculously
ending up here

I wonder how explorers felt
when their feet planted on unchartered land
and realized that
home is anywhere you make it so


there’s a comfort in family dinners
I can’t quite replicate
a scent I can’t bottle,
a warmth I can’t hold onto

forks scratch the good porcelain
but no one’s chided, the room
filled with my favourites:
the company and accoutrement


does it ever cross your mind
heart eyes across the telephone
so dejected, disconnected
some company you are

screen cracked, rose-coloured glass
maybe you’re all tied up
I’m curling the corkscrew wire
tousling through my fingers like
those fall nights when we’re alone

casual cruelty, always
aglow from your phone
read receipts left on read
are you even seeing me?


we’ll recount summer stories
of warm nights and warmer memories
kind people we met
and old tales we’ve left behind

we’ll find refuge in flannel
cotton wool blends into our daily attire
we’ll forget the way the beach breeze
swept through us like tides

I’m sitting on the shoreline
and I’m imagining all I promised to the universe
of all the good things I swore I’d accomplish
and all I haven’t planned quite yet

I’m awash with thinking I’m
the only person who could feel
so old and so young
and so eager to grow
for the rest of my life.

seeking quiet(er) moments 🤫

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Another month gone, another new love letter. October came and went in the blink of an eye and I’m sure you had it jam packed with endless events: late nights, sleep-ins, hard work, Netflix binges, the list could go on. Today, let’s talk about just how busy our lives have become.

I spent all last week striding through these stunning scenes of red, orange, yellow leaves and the sound the wind makes when it dances through it. An ode to a crisp autumn, it’s amazing just how much you hear when you start really listening. Birds pecking away, leaves crunching underfoot, a dog barking in the distance. And the silence.

The moment I started to realize just how quiet it was, I realized how loud the rest of my life is. Head-down-headphones-in, meetings galore, cars honking, endless chatter. Since coming back to my reality this week, here is my two cents: clear up some space in your life to let great stuff come your way.

Our concrete commutes and dedication to the #grind aren’t the only things we have going for us. We have long lives ahead full of innovation, boundless creativity and genuine human connection.

The best parts of great thinking are in the times when you can actually hear yourself think. Let yourself have that freedom. You don’t have to always be plugged in, you don’t always have to be as successful as your Instagram says you are. Sometimes, you can just be you. And that’s pretty damn great, too.


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be protective of the person you’re becoming
consider the way sunflowers
face the sun everyday
as they track across the sky

flourish in looking forward
wave in the wind and
believe that brighter days
are coming.


material flattery
you used to pine for flowers
brilliant colour centrepiece
saying all the right things, hoping
one day he’d gift you with some
but I’ll let you in on a secret:

you don’t have to be soft if you don’t want to
you can be brash and disinterested
and you can buy yourself flowers
whenever you damn well like.