Monday, June 17, 2019

You're sweetness and light

Posted By on Mon, Jun 17, 2019 at 3:22 PM

It's been years since we sat on the bed, eating applesauce hand-in-hand. Then, the other day, you welcomed me home with an apple cider and it was like an ocean of time but also only a drop had passed since that morning.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
—still mushy
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to the muse

Posted By on Mon, Jun 17, 2019 at 1:53 PM

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you're in my class and I like what you talk about when you talk about love. your tenderness is refreshing, and your ability to be vulnerable is rare. I hope you find a love worth dying for.
—the poet
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Sunday, June 16, 2019

Do you doubt the process?

Posted By on Sun, Jun 16, 2019 at 11:47 AM

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I’ve been feeling so much power recently. Knowing I’ll see you again soon makes everyday more exciting than the next. Your bright blonde-haired beauty is unique for a man, but you make it work and my heart is full and inquisitive and pure bliss.
—Yes or no
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Saturday, June 15, 2019

Reheated leftovers are garbage

Posted By on Sat, Jun 15, 2019 at 2:17 PM

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I urge you to love yourself more than that guy. He might seem complimentary to your culinary skills, but I can assure you he's not the right fit. I went back for seconds because he said he changed the whole menu; new, improved, full of heaping amounts of respect, apologies; by his accounts a changed man and most certainly a champion for women. I loved myself more when I listened to my inner voice. He did not tell the truth, was sleeping with someone else and showed no remorse for his actions. I loved myself more and left that smug liar. Love yourself more in all your glory, originality and struggle. You are worth it to dine alone until the proper and more fulfilling experience is served.
—Self love and care are at the top of the menu
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Friday, June 14, 2019

To the Half Marathon 2:25 Pace Bunny

Posted By on Fri, Jun 14, 2019 at 2:55 PM

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  Thanks to the Memorial Cup, Bluenose Marathon Weekend was three weeks later than usual. I am not used to running in the heat so I adjusted my pace accordingly. I still wanted to finish strong. We held hands and crossed the Finish Line together, even though I was completing the 15K and not the Half! Slow race for me, awesomeness from you.
—Slow but grateful runner
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Kawhi Leonard forever

Posted By on Fri, Jun 14, 2019 at 2:31 PM

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Yes Raptors, goddam YES! Making history with the win, and sending the Warriors home in style. We the north!

To celebrate I want to get a tattoo of Kawhi holding his two trophies. It's a great idea now—but he might not even be in Toronto next year. Am I gonna end up with regrets like Steve Kerr?
—Board Man Gets Inked
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Wine Wednesday

Posted By on Fri, Jun 14, 2019 at 12:56 PM

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I love the time we have together every Wednesday.
The break from the office, the drive to Citadel Hill to look out over the ocean and talk about cruise ships and the new construction in the city. Then off to the waterfront to walk along to Bishop's Cellar to pick up our Wine Wednesday deals. Then, reluctantly, I drive us back to the office and we awkwardly sit in the truck in the company parking lot, making small talk, or watching people come and go, when one of us finally says, "Well, we''d better get back in there."

Those moments have made me realize that I am really attracted to you. I want to put my hand on your leg while we are driving, just stare into your eyes while we are parked on The Hill, or hold your hand as we walk along the waterfront. I want to hold you and feel you against me. I would love to find out what kind of kisser you are.

But I don't know if you know this. I've dropped so many hints, and even suggestions that we skip work one day and get drunk together on our Wine Wednesday deals, which you said you thought was a great idea.

But I don't know if you know. I don't know if you know that I would love to get drunk with you, and laugh, and flirt, and kiss, and end up in bed together. Do you just see me as a work friend that sits across the hall from you? Or do you feel the same and we are both too shy to do anything about it?

I'm reluctant to make a move for fear of ruining everything and making our work situation uncomfortable for both of us.

I hope you see this post and let me know.
—Wining and waiting

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Monday, June 3, 2019

Bussed opportunity

Posted By on Mon, Jun 3, 2019 at 1:36 PM

It was nice sitting next to you on the bus to Halifax. You boarded in Amherst, I think: Blue and black and denim. You said you'd have to sit next to me as it was the only seat. How could I have minded?

I asked if it was still raining outside, although I had a window seat and could see for myself. We didn't say much on the drive, but I would have sat there happily all the way to Yarmouth, had we both been bound that way.

When we were leaving the bus at the terminal, you smiled and offered to let me go ahead. I grabbed my backpack from the overhead, sat down, and froze like a kid at his first middle school dance. By the time I left the bus, you were gone. I still have the weird note I scribbled as we were pulling in, but could not offer you when it counted.

Maybe we'll sit next to each other again sometime. A guy can hope!
— Never too old to act like a dork, apparently

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Monday, May 27, 2019

Are we really just friends?

Posted By on Mon, May 27, 2019 at 2:47 PM

I like you so much. But I'm so incredibly scared to tell you because I don't think you feel the same. Instead, I'll keep low-key flirting with you, tell myself I don't like you that much, suppress all these feelings and probably die alone—while still laughing at your jokes.
—Your partner in art and crime
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Good Samaritans still exist

Posted By on Mon, May 27, 2019 at 2:40 PM

I lost my wallet and keys in the Walmart parking lot. I was frantic looking everywhere for them. Thank you to the old man who picked them up and gave them to a bus driver. And thank you to the bus driver who took them and drove to my home after his shift to personally return them to me. You guys are the best, whoever you are! I hope you read this and know how much you are appreciated. It's wonderful to know there are honest, caring folks out there. I offer you my heartfelt thanks. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
—Forever grateful
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Tuesday, May 21, 2019

It could be worse

Posted By on Tue, May 21, 2019 at 3:40 PM

I so much feel better about myself every time I read the Love The Way We Bitch section and see so many people complaining about the most mundane and insignificant things. Life is pretty good when you stop to appreciate the little things instead of complain about them. So here's to all the folks in this town who have helped me (and many others) do just that. You're swell.
—Content Coast reader
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Magnolias forever

Posted By on Tue, May 21, 2019 at 3:36 PM

Whoever you are, owners of the house on Maple Street in Dartmouth with that gorgeous magnolia tree: Keep up the good work!

That tree is one of the nicest things I see on my drive to and from work. It makes spring time beautiful, especially with all this chilly weather we have had this (non) spring.
—Babette

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Tuesday, May 14, 2019

Kind gestures

Posted By on Tue, May 14, 2019 at 3:53 PM

On Friday, I was waiting in line in uniform with my work partner at a well loved, local coffee shop. As it came time to tap my card and pay, a very kind stranger placed his hand out and insisted on purchasing our drinks. I informed him that I was actually buying beans for my own machine, too, and that he did not have to make such a generous gesture. He continued to insist and thanked us greatly for all that we do. We do not frequently get recognition in my profession unless people need our services (and I hope you never do). Although I thanked him profusely in store, I would like to extend my gratitude and express how happy recognition made me and my coworkers feel. Thank you sir in the grey plaid shirt.
—Emergency services workers everywhere
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Mom with ocean-coloured hair

Posted By on Tue, May 14, 2019 at 3:50 PM

You were on the bus with six—count em, six —children under the age of five. All so cute, all so well behaved, and it's obvious why: Their attentive, patient, sweet mother with ocean blue hair and glasses. I have never seen anyone manage so many children so flawlessly and with so much grace and compassion. All six children were so sweet and sat back in their chairs just like their momma had asked. And momma was always listening, smiling and talking with them. You could tell how much she loves them and how much they love her. Coming from a broken family, nothing is more beautiful to me and I couldn't stop smiling at your beautiful family and your beautiful soul. Thank you for being so awesome.
—Sad girl with mommy issues
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Best of all

Posted By on Tue, May 14, 2019 at 3:37 PM

You were so wrong for me; so serious and intellectual in a way that made me question my own intelligence. We had very different interests and you were emotionally unavailable. God knows I have moved on and that I don’t think you could have ever really made me happy, but I will never forget the sex. It was easily the best I have ever had. I have tried to block that memory out but you and your freaking mouth haunt me. Hope you find someone to really love who really appreciates it.
—Begrudging admirer
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