Sarah O'Connor

Writer – Playwright – Cannot Save You From The Robot Apocalypse

On Saturday I went with my sister and her boyfriend to the Royal Alexandra Theatre in Toronto to see the musical Dear Evan Hansen. I first heard about the musical two years ago when it made a buzz at the 2017 Tony Awards winning Best Musical, Best Original Score and a number of other awards. It follows seventeen-year-old …

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Sunday was a good time because I had some me time, and it’s felt like I haven’t had that time in a long while. I didn’t do much. I wrote, and then I went for a walk. I took some pictures on my Polaroid, I took a nap. Not exactly exciting, but definitely necessary.

On Friday I went to a Harry Potter Pub Crawl with some friends, though pub crawl really isn’t the best way to describe it since it was more of a club crawl. Nonetheless it was fun so I decided to write about some highlights from the night!

I’ve been doing this thing and I’ve only recently realized I’m doing it. I’m apologizing. And maybe that seems normal because I’m Canadian and I’m just living the stereotype. Maybe apologizing doesn’t seem like a bad thing because it’s good to know when to say you’re sorry because a lot of people don’t. You apologize …

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Sometimes I get stuck and I don’t know what to do about it. I hold onto things I don’t need to, I fixate on things that don’t involve me, I try to fix things that I have no reason fixing, that don’t need to be fixed. I don’t know why I do this.

I have a strange taste in music that mostly consists of showtunes and a few pop and indie songs in the mix. I listen to the radio a lot and find what music I like their, usually attaching myself to one song that I’ll listen to on repeat until I get bored with it or …

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I got a sewing machine for Christmas and with that a resolution for myself: that I would sew something new each month to make sure I used it and got better at sewing.

I come from a family of walkers. My dad used to be a runner and ran a few marathons before his heart condition, and my mom just liked walking. They taught my sister and I to enjoy it from a young age too, I remember being very young and going to Niagara Falls for a …

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About two years ago I bought myself a tarot deck. I had thought about buying one for a long time, mostly when I was in high school and my beginning obsession with witches was beginning, but good old Catholic guilt got in the way of that. It wasn’t really until a few years ago when …

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I’m not very good at remembering certain things I’ve done; or rather I’m not great at remembering achievements. It’s not that I have a bad memory; it’s actually pretty good (unless it’s remembering people, then its bad). It’s just that I Maybe I just have too high standards for myself, whatever the reason I wanted …

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