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The “She” I Know
I may not know my best friend’s favorite movie, if she had any pets growing up, I may not even remember the year she was born- but I’ll always know her age. I know her order from the coffee shop, even on days she insists she’s “trying to switch it up”. I know exactly what…
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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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Pause on the Moment
Initially, I wanted to tell a greater story- sharing every minute detail, decoding them. And even though it’s been brief, the shindig chronicles have served its purpose in my life- i’m moving forward. Maybe one day the air will be the perfect temperature or the wind will hit my nose just right, and I’ll find…
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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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Whatever That Was
Every once in a while I find myself missing Shindig.And every once in a while I laugh—remembering the cruelties I’d slip in so casually—still, wondering where his standoffishness stemmed from. I never had high expectations for this guy, considering we had met last October in his apartment at 12:30 a.m. on a random weeknight before…
