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Singapore and the strange feeling of becoming a part of my own dream
Singapore only existed on my screen. I work for Singaporean clients and so it is constantly in the articles I write, in the photos I scroll past, and even sometimes, in other people’s…
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i used to write about you…
I used to write about you… Every poem, every story Were all about you and me Every pain and disillusionment Was a letter for you unsent Until one day… I wrote about the…
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This version of me…
This version of me learned how to choose herself without asking for permission. She left tables when respect was no longer served. Walked away from rooms that echoed with exhaustion instead of care.…
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Why sunset is my favorite therapy
I discovered the wonders of a massage when I was 21. Too young to be tired but I was working a graveyard shift talking to strangers who’d brutalize me with words asking why…
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Weekend reset at Camp Awol
I didn’t realize how much I needed to leave until I started packing for the mountains. Again. Neil recommended Camp Awol when we were still deciding where to go, two weeks before the…
