Miscellany

Life, as always, has been a bit of a hodge-podge lately. I've been considering blogging about various ideas I've gotten from experiences I've had, such as psychopathy and alternative societies (inspired by a recent visit to a prison musuem). But I'm not feeling that inspired or motivated to write a really thought-provoking article right now, so those will have to wait. I will merely do that thing which I somewhat loathe myself for doing -- describing recent events. Unfortunately, there isn't really a grand story at work here, not that I can see.

Springtime in Kingston has been beautiful. The tulips are out, the breeze is refreshing, and I enjoy the occasional downpour as I drift off to sleep at night. Spring has brought with it morning jogs by Lake Ontario, legendary soccer games in City Park, and one of the greatest glories of summer -- the BBQ. There is something beautiful about ending up on somebody's roof at night, with a BBQ below, watching the city spread beneath you.

The highlight of the last week was, of course, having my good buddies Ethan and Ben come for the long Victoria Day weekend. It really was an ideal weekend, centred around the finer things of life -- food and drink. Of course, acquainting guests with Kingston is always a pleasure, as she is a city with a lot to offer, with charming architecture, warm pubs, and probably the greatest dessert in the world, which you will have to ask me personally to have revealed to you.

Life, although containing certain unknowns, holds real pleasures for me these days which I am loathe to overlook and not enjoy. Although there is much I look forward to in the future, it would be a sin not to smell the flowers, go down by the lake and feel the breeze on one's skin, talk with good friends, drain a cold glass to the bottom, or get all sweaty in soccer. And be thankful. So I remind myself.