A Dance Dedicated to My Younger Self

I had a magic mushroom journey once, where I met my inner child-teenager in real-time. When I was about 16 years old, I had a friend named Cody who was killed in a drunk driving accident on the highway. I grew up in Winnipeg, the capital city of Manitoba, out in the prairies. It’s not like Toronto nowadays where you can just call an uber or get on the T…