Bridging Gaps

For someone who promised to keep up a blog detailing my life (and reminding you all I’m not dead), I’m doing a remarkably terrible job. I suppose one issue is that I don’t feel like I’m off living grand adventures worthy of writing about. This is just my new city. This is just my new

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Sunday Morning Breakfast

This is what it’s like with two guys at home: Cousin M: Happy birthday! I got you a clown cupcake. Cousin E: Ha, thanks. Cousin M: [After a bite] You know what this tastes like? Remember that Play-Doh we used to play with as kids? Aunt: You ATE that?! Cousin E: [Takes a bite] Oh,

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Leaving

Yesterday morning, as I tried to force all my worldly possessions into two cramped blue suitcases, I thought to myself that you never realize how much you need until you start packing. That’s not true. You never realize how much you think you need until you unpack it all. For example, did you know that

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Start at the Beginning

I finally caved. I will be wearing a fanny pack to the airport. My mother’s fanny pack was the height of my childhood embarrassment. At eight, I had already decided that the only good things to come out of the 90’s were me, my brother, and Chia Pets. It’s only when you find yourself frantically

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