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December 24, 2018

letter love.

This morning I mailed two more postcards. Sending people actual mail is the most wonderful and heartfelt thing to me. Emails and e-cards and tagged social media posts are all well and good, but t...

December 23, 2018


This will be my first Christmas spent away from my mom. It doesn’t feel like tomorrow is Christmas Eve. I’ve been smiling at all the Christmas decorations and holiday shoppers I’ve been seeing ar...

December 21, 2018

goodbye, hello, goodbye.

Saying goodbye never gets easier no matter how many times you say it. I’m still full of feelings about yesterday. I saw five old teachers, two friends from high school, and a cat that I used to p...

August 14, 2018


Today is my last day here before I go up north for college. Honestly it doesn’t even feel that bad or scary on the surface, yet for some reason, last night I had panic attacks that haven’t happen...

August 13, 2018


The thing about being skinny is that so many things that might look good on someone else will simply refuse to cooperate with the flatness of your body. I do enjoy being thin most of the time– wh...

August 11, 2018


(Regarding going out with a friend, finding parking, not using debit cards, squealing at plushies, talking about boys, and soothing my skin with cucumber slices). Yesterday I went out with my fri...

August 09, 2018


(Regarding bus-taking, mural-visiting, swimsuit-buying, lack-of-curves body image problems, guilt about money-spending, learning new things, and becoming more hopeful). Taking the bus seemed much...

August 08, 2018


The only thing I hate about going outside is tanning in odd places and having patches of my skin turn the nutty color of acorns, or, I guess, the color of nuts in general. Apparently, cucumbers, ...

August 07, 2018


The longer trail that I wanted to go down today in the nearest district park happened to be closed. Apparently, it’s 3.2 miles and continues into another, farther, and larger park, so I wouldn’t ...

August 05, 2018


Today I went to the nearest antique mall slash flea market. I walked more than half an hour to the bus station, which probably would have only taken me twenty minutes to walk to if I hadn’t been ...

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descriptions of daily deeds.