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The Length of my Nails
I’ve only gotten my nails professionally done twice in my 23 years of living. Once for my 15th birthday, when I lived with my mom and was finally allowed to do things like other girls my age, and again 3 years later for a combination of my senior portraits and homecoming dance. Because of that,…
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Time Traveler
I remember a conversation I had with a girlfriend once. “Sometimes I really do believe I’m a time traveler” “Yeah?” The air was crisp- the perfect balance for the wind to hit your skin with just the right amount of heat while the air sucked into your lungs drew slightly cold. The ground was wet,…
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How We Met | Shindig Chronicles pt. II
I guess before I go any further, I should tell you how we met. And I guess before I tell you how we met, I should provide the proper context. The Reckoning I entered college with a boyfriend from high school, and we stayed together for three years. We were doomed from the start, but…
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The Warm Embrace of Uncertainty: On Growing Up and Letting Go
Dear diary, I am slowly learning how to embrace the future. When I was 13, I’d walk around and tell anybody that would listen, “I’m going to die by the time I’m 40.” I’m not entirely sure why 40 specifically. Maybe it was the perfect sweet spot in my head — not too old, and…
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Strangers in Comforting Bodies: On the Desire to Be Known
Last night I found myself somewhere I don’t belong- yet again. The laugh and smile were familiar, but the surroundings were not. Heck, he hardly was. I want to say that in those two hours we spent, we felt close and connected again, but I didn’t. I felt like I was talking to a friend…
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Musings of a Lost Child and Unguided Adult: Diary of Growth and Longing
Hi blog. I’m typing this on an iPad I once relied on, but as of tonight, it’s got liquid staining all over. I went out with a few friends tonight. I had a good time, of course, but now we’re walking home and I’m thinking. There’s a boy I met a few months ago. He…
