the exquisite ordinary • fourteen

i have been doing this commute for more than a year now. and, as much as i miss being on-island all of the time, it really doesn’t suck. at all. that chance encounter on the ferry – with a running buddy i haven’t seen for months, made the ferry ride pass by in an instant […]

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the exquisite ordinary • thirteen

today did not go how i thought it would … in some ways it was better, in others not-so-much it was a get-shit-done day and an impostor syndrome day and a staying-up-late day … when i really needed sleep, and really wanted to be out dichotomies of self-care trying to make sense of languages i […]

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the exquisite ordinary • twelve

nothing conceptualises sunday afternoon bliss like a dog slumbering, belly facing the fire its almost the same as it was last time i visited 30 years ago, right down to the pews, and the hymn books, and the congregants (and the welcome) time for an afternoon cuppa with a treasured friend and margaritas with another […]

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the exquisite ordinary • eleven

wake late to the rain on the roof of an unfamiliar room in a semi-familiar town residue and runoff its years since i have made sushi. and i had forgotten how fun it is to do it as a group activity. today with a brother and niece, and family piled around giving a running commentary […]

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the exquisite ordinary • ten

go … lean into the day. and into the rain. hasten into the conference centre and lean into the words that meet your ears. lean into the workshop.  leave the workday filled and fizzling with neurons firing in surprising universes vegan tacos. totally a thing. an oral timpani of flavours bashing around in my mouth […]

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