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What People Don’t Say about Change

What People Don’t Say about Change

I closed the door behind my parents as they left our two-bedroom apartment near campus. Bows and wrapping paper, half-eaten cupcakes, stoles cords, and a tassel sprinkled the living room. I’d gather them later; I just made a beeline to the bedroom. Still in my...
On Discomfort

On Discomfort

This blog was in the works longer than I want to admit to you. It’s actually undergone two redesigns since I stopped writing in my tiny corner of the blogosphere two years ago. But Facebook updates and Instagram captions can no longer hold space for the words in my...
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