Winnipeg and I need some time apart, I think. The city, over time, has become my co-dependent lover; or maybe it’s just the unrequited love that keeps stringing me along: this year, it’ll love me. Okay, maybe next. Or the one after? I always loved Winnipeg, but I stayed because I was afraid to leave. I was afraid of not knowing who I was without it. But 2010 was an especially difficult time for us. It was the year that, due to work and aging and circumstances, a lot of my connections here came unglued. It was the year I lost my final scrap [ for more...]