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"What is happiness? It's a moment before you need more happiness." --Mad Men -
Eulogy I wrote. Woo.
As strange as it may seem, my very first memory of my grandmother is almost identical to my last. Although more than two decades separate the occasions, each came to fruition beside a mashed-up plate of chicken and an unappealing glass of milk. Both scenarios presented a picky eater refusing her dinner and a determined force of a person ( Read more... ) -
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So, I went to a poetry reading tonight. Kind of an impromptu thing, some friends wanted to go. And yet somehow I ended up reading a poem…a love poem, of all things.
“Bird-Understander” by Craig Arnold. I keep looking at it now that it’s taped up to my wall (that reading was the first time I’d even seen it) and something about it just resonates with ( Read more... ) -
Letter I really wrote to a real person...
...I thought I would tell you that there are two actions I am steadfastly against: sending fan mail and reading things twice. But, because I was so incredibly amused by your ThoughtCatalog article "Girls Don't Count", I decided that a few rules -- particularly in the literary realm -- are certainly worth breaking. As a grad student and a sometimes- ( Read more... ) -
Unfinished, but that's okay :)
Sometimes I wonder how different my life would be if one detail were to change. Say, for instance, my parents had me 10 years after they were married rather than nine, would my first kiss still have been a sloppy, truth-or-dare-inspired tongue battle underneath a blanket on a school bus with three other twelve-year-olds peering over our seat? Would ( Read more... ) -
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So, I helped a blind man into my building today. There are so many things he will never experience because he's blind. I experience these things everyday. I should be ashamed that I'm depressed over the trivialities of my life...when really, I'm luckier than I know. -
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Well, my new year is not off to a good start. And I do it to myself again and again and again. I always think I've learned, that I won't let this happen again. I always think that this time will be different - that I won't let myself get hurt, that I'll be careful, that I'll take it slow. But I always get caught up. And I always move too fast. And ( Read more... ) -
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3.8 GPA for the semester! I think I can live with that. 1/4 semesters of grad school complete! -
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I think I've lost the ability to sleep in. Whenever I attempt to, I get anxious. Thank you Prozac for forcing me to be productive at 9am?
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Here is the e-mail I sent to my grandparents. The post I am about to post in a couple of minutes is what I wish I could have really said to them:
Hi Grandma and Grandpa,
I hope you are doing well! Life here in Buffalo is a little bit crazy, but not in an entirely bad way. For the most part, things are good. I've been very, very busy between school ( Read more... )