Stop Reading Already

Filed Under (Joy) by Estee on 08-06-2009

It’s summer time in the city and Adam and I are outside! After long months of cold winter days, we are re-discovering Toronto. Some call it the “stay-vacation.” Economic downturns and people have to fend for themselves. And it’s a good thing for community-building too. We are discovering that Torontonians are a nice bunch of folks.

By having this new-found fun, I’m having severe email anxiety. I have a Blackberry, an email address “attached” to my computer separate of my blackberry, I belong to other blogs and groups. The land-line hardly rings anymore and if it does, it’s probably just someone asking for money. My Blackberry has become an indispensable tool for “keeping connected,” with my friends…”how are you?” “need anything,” and wanna have lunch,” stuff. Should we have the fortunate chance to have room in our schedules to squeeze in a lunch, we just might get connected in a way that most of us so long for.

While e-communities can be interesting, getting out more often makes me want to chuck it all. If it weren’t for Adam and being available for him during the day, I would not have a Blackberry — I think I’d just make more calls. I’m, to be frank, fed up with it all. One email address would suffice — one I could check once a day. Me, the text-queen has had enough. Time to throw out (wait, aren’t we doing too much of that?) the e-waste and have some conversation.

Which is why I wonder why I’m here to tell this little thought-of-the-day on my blog except that I’m a compulsive writer (if not in my notebooks, my sketches of thoughts may turn up here).

Me, a writer and reader with my head down so enjoys looking up. There’s too much life to live, especially in the summers. With Toronto festivals in full swing, like Luminato, there’s too much dancing to do! Adam seems to be enjoying it too:



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I’m a PhD candidate at York University, Critical Disability Studies, with a multi-disciplinary background in the arts as a curator and writer. I am the Founder of The Autism Acceptance Project (, and an enamoured mother of my only son who lives with the autism label. I like to write about our journey, critical issues regarding autism in the area of human rights, law, and social justice, as well as reflexive practices in (auto)ethnographic writing about autism.