Winters ago

Four winters ago, after class on a clear day in December, my friend Jack and I hiked up the northeastern side of Mount Royal in the snow. It was cold, but the ascent was steep—we were making our own path—and we warmed up fast enough, enjoying deep breaths of crisp,[Read More…]

The idea of drugs

I’ve never considered myself a psychonaut. The prospect of taking any drug usually frightens me more than it excites me. I’ve dabbled, though.   In my first few years of high school, I smoked pot semi-regularly—partly because I wanted to and partly because I thought I should. I grew out[Read More…]

Facebook and what it offers

Every morning when I wake up, I reach down for my laptop, which sits beside my bed on the floor, and I check Facebook. I have already checked Facebook immediately before falling asleep—that’s why my laptop is so close. But as each day brings new possibilities, so I hope Facebook[Read More…]

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