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Chapter 2: Ireland – Part II
Here I am, back once more, attempting to finish this seemingly endless, self-appointed project of mine… My return is partly due to the hint of autumn in the air today, and the nostalgia that comes with it. The back-to-school-ness of it all: romanticizing years past and the beginning of a new year. I’ve always tracked…
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Love Letter to Ghosts
It’s that time of year when ghosts feel closer, when the veil between worlds thins. Golden leaves fall into shorter, darker days, and everything feels nostalgic, sentimental, a little bittersweet. When I think of ghosts, I imagine two kinds: those who have passed on, and those we’ve had to let go, who still live and…
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Chapter 1: Ireland – Part I
24 April, 2024 (posted 70 days later…) I am sitting in what feels like an airport but is actually a jury assembly holding area because I was summoned for jury duty today. It feels very official and important to be “summoned” for something, but it also feels like I might live here forever now. Could…
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I got a tattoo.
Actually, three. I recently got… acquired?… how does one say that they now have three tattoos? Well, I do. This may come as a surprise to you, especially if you know me well. When I was little, I was so terribly afraid of needles that during one flu shot incident, my parents had to chase…
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Thanksgiving Rotini
Part I: Let’s try this again. Today is Thanksgiving, and I am spending it mostly alone with my dog, some old white wine, and a recording of the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, which I have somehow managed to make last all day by pausing every 5 minutes to do a task or get a little…
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Epilogue – Part I
19 Aug 2023 Well, I’m back. Not, back, back. At least, not yet. Back, as in, hello, remember me, the ~blogger~ ? (You, to me: “please stop saying ‘back.’”) Today is my last full day abroad. Three months and one day ago, on the 18th of May, I got on a plane. Three months ago,…
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Love Letter to July Love
31 July 2023 I’m not sure that this post will ever see the light of day. Or the public internet, rather. I have been crying on and off for the past twenty-four hours, and then some. I actually didn’t know I could cry for so long. Like any form of grief, heartache-y sadness comes in…
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Prologue
8 June 2023 Exactly three weeks ago, I stepped onto a plane and my life was forever changed. And that, my dear reader, is how one might start a novel about a summer abroad. I, for one, cannot take that line seriously. The thing is, I know that my life has changed but writing a…
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Exposition
3 May 2023 Hi, hello, I’m really doing this. I do not feel great about the domain name, so, already off to a promising start. From an early age, I wanted to be a journaling “Dear Diary” type of person. I spent countless hours reading novels in journal format, particularly historical fiction for teens. I…
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