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The art of living
I was recently at a conference that required me to spend time commuting by train. One day, I noticed a strange thing: a young man reading a book. With a cover and pages and everything. The bare fact of this fascinated me. Who reads books anymore? Almost everyone else was either staring at their phones…
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On becoming a better person
Although I had biked 21 kilometres to work and spent the hot day bent over in a vegetable patch just south of Winnipeg, I was still pushing hard on my ride home. I loved passing the hot-shot cyclists who frequented the same route. On that day of particular exertion and clarity, my sense of drive…
