Man, do we respect hustle. I'm speaking in the societal we of course, as I'm wont to do. We venerate those who work 26 hours a day only to return home to care for an ailing parent, a house full of foster animals and a crafts-based side gig.

My husband’s a painter. And he talks about how a painting is not just a snapshot of where you are as an artist; it’s a record of you becoming a better artist—and that’s why you start with broad strokes and go down to details, basically, as you go through it.

Age is more than a number. I know, I know, that's contrary and awful, but I've given this a lot of thought over many (many) years. That's the crux of the matter of course: my perspective has been forged in the fires of time and self aware experience. So gather round the flames, Young’Uns, and take a moment to listen to your Elder.

The world is expanding faster than our brains ever prepared for. Not in a one-and-done way where we might catch up, but with momentum. Social media struggles to keep us connected, fundamentally scattering us further, drowning us in a cacophony of dispute and marketing.

There’s something about humans that makes us love the sound of our own voices. Not that we all enjoy speaking per se, but given the opportunity to shout into a cave or canyon, most will. We enjoy the way our echo floats back to us.

So many of the most profound words of wisdom are frustratingly simple. Phrases like be yourself make us roll our eyes despite being solid advice for a variety of reasons, not the least of which is the lack of how.

NDG is in my blood. Yes, I've lived in a lot of places, and yes, I'm currently pretending I've always lived in the Plateau, but NDG is where my core history happened. My pre-school still stands there, though my first elementary school closed long ago.

On Sherbrooke street near the corner of Harvard, in the heart of NDG, sits Encore Books and Records. Well known to locals – and to fans of literature and music throughout the city – Encore has been a fixture of the community for twenty-four years.

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.

Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

For those close to me, it’s a well-documented fact that I am a massive pro wrestling fan. I believe my friends are mostly happy to let me have my obsession, as long as I’m not forcing it upon them. Many acquaintances, however, are surprised by this when I drop it into conversation.