The return

It’s nice not feeling like I want to hit the panic button every 10 minutes. It’s nice not having time constraints. The world gets too loud for me sometimes, and weekends like this one keep me inspired.

I managed to stay within walking distance of home, which was a nice change. And I walked most of the day both days, out and about exploring in the sunshine (Hallelujah!). I cleaned up, had great day with a friend on the patio, ice-cream at Grandma’s and spent some time watching the sky, which remained near cloudless and hosted a beautiful sunset.

More later,




Rule #1

I’ve learned in theory, not to hold my breath waiting for the many ‘undeliverables’ of the world, as much as I want to give people the benefit of the doubt on things (myself included), sometimes the doubts outweigh the benefits.

Works pretty well in theory. In practice, I still find it hard to breathe sometimes. I plan on taking in a bit of sunshine and gulp of fresh air this weekend in every sense, and am really looking forward to it. I perpetually look forward to weekends, as you may have noticed.

I’m looking forward to sleeping like the dead, and doing Saturday and Sunday in true Sami fashion 🙂



2 cents

This owl made me laugh ❤ I feel like we could relate to one another right about now 🙂



Dealing with a rather severe case of information overload.

For me, currently, time is never wasted, but energy sometimes tanks and I’m dying for the weekend. Yoga and fiddle plans in the works.

I am beyond excited that I get to sleep in on Saturday!!!

I really have grown to despise hearing the words ‘soon’ and ‘not a good time’. They feel so  excruciatingly disappointing and woefully inadequate. A straight up ‘Yes’ or ‘No’ is so much cleaner.

Waste is top of mind.

And, why in an age where computers are plugged in all across the globe and spell-check is a basic function, can people still not have the capability or capacity to care enough about what they rattle off to make sure it actually is intelligible and presentable? Lord, help me!

Dance is done. Not sure how I feel about that yet. Pictures to come.

Feeling my way back to middle ground and working to stay focused on the ‘good stuff’ (ie: today’s highlights consisted of clean laundry, this post, books, tunes, chocolate and peanut butter).

Indigo was fun: Live tunes (!), some laughs, good reads, time to kill.





Best thing lately

I’m high on life right now and also tongue tied and exceedingly tired. These are some of my favourite snippets from the not so distant past. I hope to fill you in later.

  • Seeing my Dad at the ferry terminal, as I walk off the boat in the evening sun, his arms open wide to gather me in.
  • Feeling a room fill with (live) music and energy.
  • Hearing the rain on the roof.
  • Peanut butter toast.
  • And the click, click, click of canine claws across the floor.
  • Being a part of a larger story.
  • Sunday afternoon omelettes.
  • Drinks and dessert with Jade in Yaletown.
  • Backstage shenanigans.
  • Anti-crunch time.
  • Party of one in the kitchen.
  • Documentary screenings.
  • Tea.
  • Friendship*
  • A good book — hook, line and sinker
  • Cake!
  • Quiet
  • Sleep
  • Hugs