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Anybody have a wrench?

pierfixI’m so broken. Like really broken. Worse yet, I don’t know how to fix it!
I want to, desperately. I look in the mirror and think “WHO are YOU!” with disdain. This insecure, unhappy, negative person looking back at me is making me and everyone else around me miserable. Last week, I ran away. Well, not really, but I was away at an art seminar. I was surrounded by some amazing people, my artistic mentor and nature. I never wanted to leave. For the first time in months, I was free of everything hurting me. I just am at such a loss. I can’t seem to shake it either. I’m just so lost.

I should be careful. I will end up sending even the strangers here that read this fleeing into the digital oblivion. Maybe that’s where the real me went. If you see her, can you send her home?


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Spare Change

Loose Change II

Loose Change II (Photo credit: Chealion)

Tim’s. Say that word to any Canadian and they’ll instantly know what you’re talking about. It is a Canadian Coffee icon and a place I seem to find my way to very regularly. Today as I picked up an afternoon tea, I threw the change I received into their collection for the Tim Horton’s Children’s Foundation, something I haven’t done in a long time. These collections along with the “Send a Kid to Camp” day they hold in May, raise funds to send kids to camp who otherwise may not get that experience.

There are literally TONNES of opportunities to toss your spare change to charity. The Salvation Army has people in stores now, unobtrusively collection your donations, Banks, restaurants, stores, all seem to have a collection jar on the go eagerly waiting to swallow your kindness. And really…do you honestly need or WANT those pennies jingling around in your pocket or purse anyway?