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( These are rather out of order now... this one is from my first or second month ( Read more... ) -
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I have always lived in a bubble, thin and transparent with clouds of greys and clouds of color shifting across the surface as it waited to pop. A little bubble in which I grew. A bubble filled with books and music and learning, but a bubble nonetheless. I came to Mexico with intent. I strove to lose the bubble, to cast it off, to throw it into a ( Read more... ) -
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Unrealized potential ( Read more... ) -
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It was a chilly evening, and the sun had already set. The sky was navy blue and I stood at the bus stop transfixed by the sight before me. It was nothing I hadn’t seen before, simply the streetlights disappearing in to the green of the mountains. It was fascinating. I imagined for a moment skipping up the mountain after them, led astray like ( Read more... ) -
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The doors in my house are very seldom locked. More than once have I entered to find a friend sprawled out in my living room, white socks contrasting with the warm brown leather of the couch, eating my food. This is how hospitality works for us. We have no guests, you know where the glasses are, grab yourself a drink, welcome to the family. ( Read more... ) -
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Journal 3 ( About leaving the States ( Read more... )