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I haven't really written anything in weeks, and not for lack of anything to say, but too much. April was a month that felt like years because it held so much and it's almost hard to believe that it all took place in a span of thirty days. I came to Vancouver for the purpose of filming a movie and I had to leave at the worst time possible. The sky
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Insomnia is a mean accomplice to endless tired thought. I told someone last night that I don't usually like sleeping in beds that aren't mine and there's only been the very occasional exception to that rule. Any bed that's not yours stiffens underneath you, even if it's meant to be soft. If it's not in your usual comfort, it's hard to relax. The
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A few weeks ago I expected to be going home on a plane alone. I was dreading it, with every single part of me. I'd imagined the scene a number of times and I was certain I'd spend a lot of the flight sobbing. I didn't have to do that because I wasn't alone and it wasn't the horrible experience I expected at all. Just the opposite. The relief I felt
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We're in China right now. I spent the morning eating my oatmeal standing up, looking out the window. There's too much to look at here to sit down for very long
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I have this thing I keep up on the top shelf of my closet, shoved in the left corner, probably covered and hidden by numerous long-forgotten t-shirts that have never even been worn. I call it my boyfriend box
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One of the roughest times in my life was probably when I first moved to Florida with my parents. It was the first time I can really say my life got turned completely upside down. I knew the move was coming, it wasn't a huge surprise. But we uprooted quickly and before I knew it, we were living there. And I wasn't very happy about it. For the first
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