Grounded in Ajax|Deep in the Community|Our Busy Side of Toronto

I was squinting through drizzle at the frosted glass of a little shop on Main Street when the installer waved me over like he’d been waiting for a show. The SU…

I was hunched over the passenger seat at 8:12 a.m., rain pattering against the windshield, reading a text from my friend that said, "Are you sure you can actua…

I was hunched over the passenger seat at 8:12 a.m., rain pattering against the windshield, reading a text from my friend that said, "Are you sure you can actua…

I was crouched in the driver's seat of my rusting Subaru at 2:13 pm, rain misting the windows, squinting at a spreadsheet on my phone and muttering to myself l…

I was hunched over my phone at 3:15 pm, rain on the windshield, Vancouver traffic moving like molasses on Georgia Street, trying not to look obvious while refr…

I was squinting into low, drizzle-soaked light, parked on Commercial Drive at 6:10 pm, thumbs still sticky from the coffee cup I spilled while trying to read t…

I was halfway through a late-night text thread with my friend, sitting in traffic on the Granville bridge at 9:14 pm, when she finally admitted she wanted the …

I was crouched by the passenger door at 7:15 a.m., umbrella dripping on the concrete, while the tech from the mobile detail van wiped a stubborn bird spot with…