After a week in Toronto and a weekend in Ottawa, I took the train to Montréal, Québec, where I was staying with one of my best friends for a week. I didn’t do a ton of ~tourist~ stuff, since I’d been to the city before. I was also unfortunately getting hit with a lot of really terrible nightmares that were definitely getting to me. So I spent my time there relaxing, sampling some of St. Laurent’s many bars and ice creameries, and catching up and exploring with friends.
My life was going a little haywire, so, as per usual, I ran away from my problems. I took a 2.5 week trip to Toronto, Ottawa, Montréal, and Québec City. I hopped off the plane then took the train to the downtown core of my first stop, Toronto, wearing all the thick, warm layers I had packed with me for my late October trip to Eastern Canada. It was going to be cold, right? Everyone had told me to pack warm…
tw: depression, death
“…frequent and distressing nightmares, along with several other qualities of disturbed dreaming, such as changes in emotional intensity, increased bizarreness, or unusual character interactions, have been associated with specific psychological disorders, including depression…”
tw: depression, suicide, self-harm
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My latest song, with producers (and friends) Someone Someone. This track is the opener of their new EP, Terrarium, which you should check out! This is the track I’ve had the most fun writing/recording to date, really enjoyed getting to do all those subtle harmonies.
At the end of June, myself, my sister, and a friend of ours hopped in a car and drove down to LA for the 4th of July. Our friend, Sam, is doing an internship there for the summer, and a bunch of us met up in Los Feliz to share a lil summer adventure. On the way down, we stopped in Seattle, Portland, and San Francisco, and we saw big blue skies and Oregonian coastlines and Californian redwoods. It was gorgeous (although very sweaty), and here’s my proof.
After my dad died, my mom decided we should all go on a family vacation to somewhere hot and beautiful to make ourselves feel better, so in late May myself, my sister, my mother, my stepdad, my uncle, and our family friend Lindsay wound up in Veradero, Cuba. In classic Sarah fashion, it took me a month to post my travel vlog and photos, but hey, they’re finally here!
Some very emo writing for Father’s Day 2k17, aka exactly 12 weeks since my dad became a spooky ghost. I used to write intimate essays like this all the time, and then I got super depressed and that stopped happening, but this is the first thing I’ve written in a while that I actually liked and wanted to share.
My friends and I went to Alberta for a week in April to kick off the summertime. We spent a day in Edmonton (at the Fantasyland Hotel in the West Edmonton Mall) and the rest of our week in Banff (surrounded on all four sides by the absurdly beautiful Canadian Rockies). It was my first time spending more than just a layover in Alberta, and being in the most artificial place in the world for a day and then the most naturally gorgeous place I’ve ever seen in my life for a week was a strange and wonderful juxtaposition.
**Update on 07/20/2018: One of these people turned out to be horrible and abusive and is therefore no longer my friend, so I removed any photos of him from below. Unfortunately I can’t erase him from the video. The other two are still great people, on the plus side!
The very last week of my five week trip to Europe in December and January was spent in Paris. The plan was to continue travelling until mid-March, but– and I should really expect this by now– things didn’t go according to plan. I touched on it briefly in an Instagram post, and maybe I’ll talk specifically about it in the near future, but throughout the entirety of my travels I was increasingly overwhelmingly depressed and anxious.