No curated playlists. No matching sets. Just breath, gravel, and whatever mood the river’s in that day. Rio Park doesn’t care if I’m tired or torn open. It just lets me show up anyway.

In a political landscape that’s felt more like a reality show than a functioning democracy, something remarkable happened—Canada chose calm over chaos, reason over rhetoric, and common sense over the never-ending churn of rage-bait politics.

I’ve kept my political opinion off this blog—not because I don’t care, but because I wanted this space to breathe, to hold joy,...

Some mornings just come at you swinging. Today was no exception. Mine started with the usual chaos: slept through my alarm, stepped on...

Listen up, my globe-trotting friends! Before you book that basic trip to Disneyland, Vegas, or some overhyped beach in Florida...