Everything I Made Is Technically a Bowl
The brochure at the rec center said 'beginner-friendly' and I want everyone to know that is a very generous use of the word friendly. I signed up mostly on a whim, it was pinned t…
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The Succulent Will Survive (Probably)
Easter weekend. No class, no running club, no agenda. Sophie from next door has this succulent she's been nursing back from the dead since February, she overwatered it, which, sam…
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Lauren Conrad Did Not Have to Do Me Like That
Thursday nights have a specific energy right now and that energy is: lie horizontal on the couch and let The Hills make decisions for me. I don't even fully understand why I keep…
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Certified Mail and Other Things Nobody Explains
The post office is not complicated. I know this. I have been inside a post office before. But there is a difference between going to the post office with someone who knows what th…
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I Did the Midnight Showing and I Regret Nothing (Mostly)
Two hours and three minutes. That's how long 10,000 BC is. I know this because I kept track in the dark on my watch, not because I was bored, but because around the 90-minute mark…
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Everything I Own That Might Be Worth Something
The number has a name now. I wrote it at the bottom of a notebook page last night, the actual gap, the distance between what I have saved and what I need to have before I get on a…
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The Part Where Someone Else Knew
Here's what I didn't account for: at some point, you have to tell an actual person. I've been sitting with this application, submitted, done, out of my hands, for weeks now. The w…
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I Don't Know (Said Out Loud, In Front of Everyone)
The professor called on me today. Second week of class, and I genuinely did not know the answer. Not in a 'I blanked' way, in a 'I have no framework for this yet' way. And instead…
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Forty Minutes and a Frozen Lake
There was nothing on my agenda for Saturday. That's not me being poetic, I literally checked my notebook and the only thing written was 'laundry?' with a question mark, which tell…
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The Silk Road Did Not Ask for My Time and Yet Here We Are
It started with a single sentence in a library book I've been meaning to finish since December. One of those offhand mentions, a place name, a route, a casual reference to merchan…
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