So, you might have noticed a change in the blog... this may or may not come out coherently... I went through a strange thought process of learning to try and express my thoughts and the most recent events and confusions in my life. I've been struggling with my identity for a while, always defining myself in relation to others. But over a short...

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I cheated a little bit... I had some people come to see me. I do have a couple friends. I woke up in the morning, in a word, hopeful. Motivation in the form of joyful anticipation of good company. Everyday, waking up in NY is a bit surreal, but walking out of the hostel doors and into the city streets is even more surreal...

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Two days ago my strange and muddled mind thought it would be a great idea to travel, on my own, to the one place I know terrifies me.  New York City. Why? There were plenty of reasons but they're a bit hard to remember right now amidst my mounting anxieties (over nothing). As a country girl, the sounds of the city batter against...

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Hand-Cut Rice Paper Gingko Leaves, Branches, Steel Wire People die, good things end. It's strange and terrible how the world seems to keep turning just as it always does. How I'm still standing and staring at the news articles and obituaries while the events of my life go on untouched. I keep thinking that if the world were just and fair, it's only...

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Freedom, ironically enough, usually comes at a price. There's nothing quite like leaving your own life to go and experience life as someone else, somewhere else. All you have to do is find a place and someone who needs a position filled. A kindred spirit for hire. Fat Elvis French Toast ...apparently invented by our lovely server Carnage and a takeout box So...

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