And the cradle will rock

Signed,
Kaleidoughscope

Try #2 at Robarts

Different floors in Robarts have different sound levels. So here I am, stuck trying to write stuff one finger at a time at 1/00000000000000000 x the speed of light. It's a pain.

This is a really weird day.

Signed,
Kaleidoughscope

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It's just a spark but it's enough to keep me going
And when it's dark out, no one's around, it keeps glowing

And the salt in my wounds isn't burning more than it used to
It's not that I don't feel the pain it's just that I'm not afraid of hurting anymore

Excerpted from Last Hope on Paramore

Dendrology

Dendrology /dɛnˈdrɒlədʒi/ [MASS NOUN] - the scientific study of trees.

After not having slept very well, I woke up early and decided...
to stay in bed for a long while, never actually going back to sleep.

After having gotten my Reddit dose and finally gotten out of bed, I took my shower and plunged into my psychology textbook. While reading, I thought to myself: "Gee, this is sort of interesting but I can't wait till I'm all caught up and can move on to more fun things".

And after having completed (some of) my readings, I had a buzzing brain and a slight hunger, so I ate breakfast. As I did not want to get sucked back into my intellectual garble of words, I fought off feelings of laziness and stress and put on my boots to go for a walk in Cedarvale ravine.

Fallen tree on path

Fallen trees were numerous on the trail. With quick thinking, I busted out my camera and took a picture of a tree and thought to myself: "Great! I can take this picture and come up with how this tree is a metaphor for something or another in my life."

A big one right on the path

But fuck it. There's no point intellectualizing the situation. I'm just going to put up more pictures of (broken) trees. And fewer words.

My favourite tree in Cedarvale

Just a note about my favourite tree, pictured above. Since this tree was fallen long before the storm, it actually wasn't damaged all that much. Maybe I'll make a post another time about why this is my favourite tree.

A resilient little birch tree

I used to know trees better when I was a boy scout. Actually, I just knew the names in french.

Heavy damage at the subway exit

I took these pictures a month after the ice storm. Still quite a lot of damage visible.

Crap bag on tree

Trying to come up with reasons why this happened is futile. Maybe by hanging the turd, the dog owner is making it easier for people who pick up other people's dog crap to collect it. How considerate!

Canadian geese in High Park

Bonus picture: I took this in High Park a couple days ago. Shouldn't they be in the South by now? How strange.

Signed,

Kaleidoughscope