Author Matthew Heneghan

I called my mom just now. It’s really late at night (slash) early in the morning, and I get that but, my mom is a night owl just like me. Or, I suppose it is I, who is a creature of the night, just like her. I picked up the…

Last night as the digits on the clock moved ever closer to morning, I sat awake on the couch. My body was tired and ready for rest several hours before but, my mind, my mind had other ideas. Conceding to the fact that my wounded mind was to refuse me…

I was standing beside the man-made lake, resting my tired body along one of the worn wooden beams that erected from the dock where my feet were planted. My shift had ended about 45 minutes prior to my arrival at this serene spot. It is a lake within the city’s…

It’s three o’clock in the morning, and while the world around me sleeps, with an envious ease, I am wide awake. My heart beats with a relentless ferocity against the centre of my chest as if to try to escape. My breath is loud in its short, and rapid bursts.…

I was challenged recently to write something a little less, bleak. Something hopeful, or uplifting. I am almost ashamed to admit how hard that task has been for me… Whenever I sit down to write, it is usually because something has been gnawing at me from the inside, and if…

A friend of mine wrote recently how she hates break-ups. Especially in the age of social media. She went on to explain that she did not understand how two people who once shared a love that was so intense, that it eclipsed all other things in their lives, only to…

As the city struggles through a dying summer’s final heat wave, I find myself seeking refuge in any establishment that boasts a refreshing chill from an A/C unit. Ironically, this means I am back at the local coffee shop, enjoying a nice, hot, beverage.   While claiming a chair at…

This post took me a while. What I mean is, it has taken me a while to calm down. To come down, to relax, to settle. Even now that I’m “better”, I am taunted by the flashing of emergency lights that have parked themselves immediately outside my window. Let me…

I am sitting in a packed coffee shop, wishing that the caffeinated beverage that I am consuming, would magically transform into a beer, or whiskey…   I have spent the better part of two and a half hours going through old e-mails so that my lawyer can meticulously comb through…