Text messaging is the devil’s agent. It’s so easy. A few quick flicks of the thumb, and I’ve tossed my heart out into the ether again. Perhaps a ‘delete’ is in order, to spare me the ridiculousness of it all.This is a hard one. Which, to me only serves to illustrate the fact that I’ve made the right decision, but on nights like this, when I am home early and trying to think of creative ways to stay warm, it’s very difficult to be strong.Although it’s rather presumptuous of me to think my texting would be answered with a positive……

October 26th List. Today would have been my six year wedding anniversary. The following list is only partially related to that fact. What I Need, Today: Something pretty, and very, very feminine to wear.Rain boots for proper grounding.CoffeeFrench toast with sausageCoffeeTo be surrounded by strangers, while I listen to my ipodMy journalA good hair dayMy pretty umbrellaThe motivation to clean up in The FortressLots of affection from Toulouse (already in progress)Some time to read a novel and forget who and where I amA lively, productive rehearsalTo laugh. A lot.Hope. (an extra dose. with a side order of faith, which I…

Tonight I pranced up and down a very grand staircase with nine stunningly beautiful women, wearing turn of the century underwear in front of 1000 people. You stood beneath a tree, outside, in the rain watching us through the glass. I can think of two ways that this can unfold. You will either remember me always as the girl in the fishbowl. or… Next time you could be inside, sipping Shiraz and wearing a three piece suit. The water is just fine, in case you were wondering.

This evening I got home from work and spent an hour attending to household administration, and then packed up my laundry and wheeled it down to the laundromat that I frequent. I swear I will feel like an actual grown up when I have my own washer and dryer somewhere. During laundry, I shared dinner with a friend who I haven’t seen in a little while, but then I was left alone. Utterly alone, at night, in a deserted Laundromat devoid of people and whirring machines. Even the too-loud television was turned off for the night. Laundry is such an…

This is the most thankful thanksgiving I have had in a very, very long time.In the interest of expressing my profound gratitude to the universe, I shall endeavor to list all of the things I’m thankful for here: Beautiful apartmentAwesome landlordsNew jobIncredible creative outletAmazing business partnerInspiring friendsMy girls – Amanda, Ming, KathrynGeorgia (she’s not here yet, officially, but I can feel her everywhere)RevivalUpcoming gigsLes CoquettesCarmenAlexThe Storybook CottageLenniJoshOonaghKyleMy momMy dadArthurToulouseAutumn in OntarioHigh ParkHaving the strength to leave, once and for allParisMy healthMy heart, which despite several cracks seems to still work really, really wellGordy, and the way we can still talkClare…