I've been whispering all my wishes to the moon, Cause who else is there to talk to when we all fight for "God?"
Sitting in foreign places observing people as they pass by provides a weird sense of calm, it’s only in motion do I ever feel at peace.
Staying still, Kills.
30, will make you think about forever, like, what if you actually live ’til you’re fucking 80 with no plan, alone with cats and your garden (if you even have that)... It's scary lol
I’m proud to say hot dog vendors haven’t seen me in years, it’s with decisions like these that makes me feel like one day i’ll get this “adulting” thing people talk about.
Taking chances, Taking risks. I’ll never get it fully right, or know why I want her in one of my better tees when she asks if I have something comfortable to wear.
I like who I am when i'm not trying to maintain this idea of who I want to be.Learning not to judge myself based on what others tend to show.
Moments and experiences ultimately shape / reveal what we truly want, it’s only then things become clear. I keep telling myself i’m somewhere between, ‘You're exactly where you need to be and why the hell is this taking so long.’
I’d like to think that I’m growing. I’d like to think that nothing was done in vain. Shedding older versions of me, I feel like i’ve been a few people already in my life time.
I found some old writing, and it was therapy. I re-read a few books and found that different parts of it resonated.
It was South Africa; It was there I learned to let go and place faith in the universe, it was then that I learned your thoughts can become things.
Finding ways to create something beautiful.
For now, the consistent Sunrise, gives me hope that each day can provide beauty.
If neighborhoods affected your health and well being I would say i’m somewhere in between casual athlete and occupational alcoholic, welcome to my King West a neighborhood that is constantly on.
This is #loveyourhood for Bench Canada
I wanted to capture the essence of this street, between Spadina and Bathurst, highlight some of the spots I visit. I won’t go in to much detail about each spot but rather give you a quick overview of the places, some things to order and leave the rest for visual consumption.
I eat, breathe, work and sleep (literally) in this neighborhood and you can often spot me cruising these side streets on two wheels.
Here are some of my go to spots, some at different times. Feel free to drop my name at any of these restaurants or establishments. Disclaimer: Saying my name will actually do nothing for you
Well “Breakfast” is a loose term in my world some nights turn into mornings and some are way too “A.M” ish for me. I alternate between two spots Brioche and Portland Variety, PV for the win with the comfortable seats and home feel. Plus the deserts / treats are actually worth the price.
Order the Patatas Bravas (I swear they inject it with crack, so good)
Lunch meetings are a norm and frequent so I stick to places that are quick, casual, and has great food. My Go-To is definitely Gusto 101, the casual feel, rustic mechanic garage shop turnt into Italian Cusine heaven reaffirms that Italians take pride in everything they do. If Only I had the Ferrari outside..
Believe it or not, I like to keep dinner casual. Me being an excellent Chef when it comes to all day breakfast or any thing microwaveable, eats out more than I would like to admit. For super casual eats, you can find me grabbing a takeout order from Coco-Rice, Pita Express or the One that Got away. No that’s not my exe’s house. For something a bit more “date night” Lees, Blowfish, Frings or the Keg if she’s really cool.
I prefer the laid-back vibe of a bar and if / when I hit one it’s Home of The Brave, yea not technically a bar but I sit at the bar and the Hip Hop mix is always on point s/o to brains4breakfast (when he does play)
I’m going to be biased here (partly cause this is my blog and partly because I can)
Wildflower Thurs - Sun
on track. Top: Bench Canada Bottom: Bench Canada Shoes: Con...it's not about them.
I wish some of these photos were in higher res, but I’ve come to appreciate their imperfections
I love Sunsets, I just fucking hate that you love them too.
Flights paid for by someone else
You said you're just trying to find yourself
Through someone else
Lost your mind
Thinking about someone else
When was the last time he touched your soul?
Aren't you tired of being someone's muse when there is nothing amusing about your heart being abused?
I'm what you want
So when you get what you want what do you want?
We can never get it right
Who's occupying your time
When i'm on this late night grind?
I'll wait, i'm sure you know I don't mind.
All friends, you and I, me and her
You said last time was the last time
You should of left last time
Complaining about all this lost time
Miss seeing text alerts with your name
Backspacing words while you think it out
messages became stories about how I left you with all these feelings
What am I supposed to do with all these?, for real
If I wrote your name plus mine a thousand times does it count as poetry?
@WILDFLOWER - THURSDAYS