I’ve been thinking a great deal about solitude, lately.
I have less than a month left before I once again pack my lacklustre brown suitcases and fly them three time zones away from my family, many of my closest friends, and Andrew.
Andrew and I have got one year of long-distance love behind us, and one more ahead of us. I don’t look forward to our dates on Skype. Even though I agree that we’re far better off than generations of letter-senders before us, there are some days when all I need is for Andrew to literally be there for me.
But, this is getting far too personal for a semi-professional blog.
And of course, it’s silly and self-deluded to think I’ll be alone in a more general sense.
I’m moving in with an inspired and inspiring woman from Montreal in September. Her name is Sigal Samuel, she’s a creative writer, and the first thing she wants to do is work on a collaborative art piece for our living room.
I think she’ll help keep me sane. I really do.
We’re going to have a two-level apartment at Green College filled with plants and papier-mache unicorns. No joke.
There will always be lonely days and nights, though, and on those occasions I will do the things that this little animated poem recommends. It’s a wonderful and very Canadian piece.
Thanks Andrea Dorfman, Tanya Davis, and the various little birds that flutter in our hearts.

Well be in alone is way better than be in lonely.
Besides you have lots to think about, especially how to ‘out do’ your birthday celebration of last year.
That was brilliant!
Besides there is much to celebrate when you are alone.
Such as..
- you don’t have to tolerate other people obnoxious behaviour
- Eat from a pot without anyone saying get a plate.
- And if you can live with yourself, then you can survive anything.
- do some old-fashion letter writing, it so nice to receive a letter instead of bills or junk mail. A good exercise of the brain and fingers putting pen to paper also create memories. I’m sure Andrew and your other friends would look forward to receiving your letters. Time to get a shoebox and start collecting letters and other items to create your collection which you can later share with your grandchildren. Oh yeh, I’m way ahead of you planning your next 10 years. See you in September
Fittingly, the collective noun for unicorns is ‘a blessing.’
Nice, Loewen. This reminds me to add your blog “A Shrewdness of Apes” to my blog roll
Fabiola, this is such a nice post! I’ve seen this video recently as well, and I just love it. As always, just wonderful stuff
Haha, Zohar! You always get the worst randomly-generated avatars!
But, thank you!
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