by David Hayward | Dec 22, 2014 | David's Letters, I'm confused
This letter contains an important message about being yourself. I’m eating Lisa’s homemade granola and listening to the “Deep Dark Indie” playlist on Shopify. I’m rejoicing that all my kids are going to be home this Christmas starting...
by David Hayward | Dec 14, 2014 | David's Letters, I'm okay
I’m looking out over the river I live on. It’s called the Kennebacasis. It comes from the Mi’kmaq word meaning “little long bay place”. It’s a 95 kilometers long tidal river, beautiful and wide and running deep. It is full of living...
by David Hayward | Dec 5, 2014 | David's Letters, I'm confused, I'm sad, I'm scared
I’ve been thinking a lot about the pain of transformation. Like growing pains. I sprouted up very fast as a teenager. It actually physically hurt. Especially in my legs. They say that the greatest stressors in life are things like illness, death of a loved one,...
by David Hayward | Dec 3, 2014 | Blog
I’m always waiting. Looking out the window for something to show is my pastime. Like through a dark glass. The thing is… I never really know what I’m looking for. All I know is that I want to experience my freedom. The freedom that beats in my chest wants to feel the...
by David Hayward | Dec 1, 2014 | Blog
I look out over the hills. Where is my help going to come from? Me. I remember when I was a child. In my captivity, these memories fill my dreams. They make me wonder where my wonder went. Why do I see myself alone in the woods? Why am I all alone standing on the brow...
