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Always October
We have reached one of most magical times of the year, people. Yes, I know summer is over and school is back in full swing. Sucks, sorry. Yes, I know that Southern California is clutching on to the temperatures of hell regardless of the calendar’s announcement of the start of fall, and that we are… Continue reading
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Who They Say I Am
Tomorrow marks the first day of October. It’s a new month, a new season, the perfect time for a fresh start. That being said, I thought it was the perfect time to reintroduce myself to, well, myself. Get a little “Hello my name is _____” sticker action. To do so I thought I would consult… Continue reading
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Ode to the Suck.
This is a poem about things I don’t like. It’s not about love or a trail you can hike. I’m diving in deep to the stuff that just sucks. Like spiders and 2 ton death wielding semi-trucks. I don’t know why I decided to rhyme Maybe I thought it’d add whimsy, turn a nickel to… Continue reading
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Jeffrey.
It was 2007 when I met the first love of my life. He was chiseled and grey and I did not see him coming. It was a hot September afternoon and I was out shopping with my family. My brother was long over the family outing and had requested that we grab lunch to refuel… Continue reading
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The Road to Mt. Whitney (Part 5: The Summit)
Like the mornings of many life altering events, our journey to Mt. Whitney started at IHOP. The group met at our house at 8:00 a.m. and was knee deep in syrup and eggs by 8:30. Once we were fully charged with sugar and carbs, we hopped in the car and started the 3 hour drive… Continue reading
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The Road to Mt. Whitney (Part 4)
I have a white board calendar hanging on the wall in my room that I change at the beginning of every month. I spend a solid 15 minutes marking up all the happenings of each month, studying the days ahead. So it was surreal writing those 9 letters on the third week of the month.… Continue reading
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The Juice Cleanse
Have you ever done something that is so sickeningly stereotypical of your hometown? Something that makes you sigh in frustration knowing that you are so conspicuously French or Icelandic or Floridian. Like if a Texan said, “Yee Haw!” or an English girl invited you over for tea and crumpets, or an Australian man was attractive.… Continue reading
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Their Weekend Away
This past weekend my parents went on a well-deserved vacation. My Grammie, my mom’s mom, has been living with us for a year now and her needs, combined with the nonstop schedule my family already maintains, has added a little bit of an edge in my household. There are good days and bad days, easier… Continue reading
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