A mystery text message led me down a rabbit hole of old memories, unfinished stories, and one unexpected realization: sometimes the person we’re trying to get over isn’t really a person anymore. They’re a chapter. And chapters are meant to be remembered, not lived in.
Author: Karny
A Country Forgetting Its Own Successful Ideas
When did Canadians become convinced that fitness requires a monthly payment? Long before gym memberships, fitness apps, and subscription-based wellness, children learned how to move through schoolyards, sports fields, neighbourhood games, and programs like Jump Rope for Heart. This letter explores what happens when a society forgets its own successful ideas, and why the answers we need may already exist in our collective memory.
The Girl I Thought I Lost
Some growth arrives disguised as recognition. After years spent chasing self-improvement, I began noticing something unexpected: the habits, values, and instincts I was trying to build already existed once before. This is a reflection on memory, identity, and the possibility that becoming ourselves again may matter more than becoming someone new.
The Leading Suspect
A mysterious message from an unknown number sent me digging through old memories and abandoned storylines. What began as a workplace annoyance evolved into a case study in attraction, chaos, friendship, and the uncomfortable realization that sometimes the personality fits the crime.
The Well-Wisher: a Victorian ghost with a pre-paid phone plan
A mysterious message from an anonymous number leads to an unexpected reflection on modern communication, digital boundaries, and why the people who belong in your life won’t make you guess who they are.
When the Leaves Let Go
A dying leaf, an aging dog, and an unexpected reflection on endings. Sometimes what falls away is not a failure, but the final stage of growth.
The Wednesday I Tried Online Dating
On a random Wednesday, I decided to give dating apps one honest chance. A few hundred likes, one unforgettable cuddling question, and several existential realizations later, I deleted the app and returned to walking my dog.
The Day I Stopped Believing Everyone
This piece is less about entrepreneurship and more about self-parenting. It’s the realization that adult Karny now evaluates information before accepting it. Little Karny absorbed. Adult Karny assesses. That’s the transformation at the heart of this piece.
You Cannot Control Relationships
We talk endlessly about how you cannot control other people, but rarely acknowledge the deeper truth: because relationships require two people, you cannot fully control relationships either. Some connections never become what we hoped they would, no matter how deeply we want them to.
Little Karny’s Love Story
A random Sunday and a LinkedIn account reopened a door Little Karny thought had closed forever. A story about childhood love, immigrant households, disappearing friendships before social media, and the strange way our nervous systems spend adulthood trying to relocate the people who first made us feel safe.