On Letting Go So You Can Fly

Stomping along the high road

The last place I lived before Montreal was filled with personal and professional turmoil for me. The pain from both of which, had become so unbearable, I felt I had no choice but to leave.

Being in a new city and busying myself with the hard task of building a life distracted me just enough, but the pain from that previous place has been stubborn and ha…