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Self Portrait

I believe that a kind word has the power to change a life.  I believe in myself most days and on the days that I don’t, I believe in my ability to turn things around, even when I may need a bottle of wine and four or five brownies before I find the motivation.  I believe […]

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A Letter to My Dog

Dear Bella, You will be six years old in February.  I guess that makes sometime this month your half birthday.  I remember the day I brought you home from the hospital middle of nowhere.  I’d driven about an hour outside of Tallahassee to pick you up from some nice people.  They found you and your sister […]

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Things I Don’t Get

Aiken is a fairly small town relative to places like New York and Los Angeles.  Our people love talking about their horses and land and acting like pretentious assholes.   So maybe we’re not thaaaaat much different than NYC or LA.  Other than our size.  And if you replace horses and land with luxury cars […]

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Small

http://grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf I want so badly to write.  To sit down and pour out my thoughts into some wildly poetic and emotionally provoking essay on life and love, both topics about which I know little.  But nothing comes. There are times when I sit down at the computer with a sort of muffled clarity and there […]

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Human + Nature

Mike was working on Friday night.  From 6 PM – 6 AM.  Naturally I wasted a few hours in Target shopping for things I don’t need.  I only ended up buying a a fridge calendar and bottle of wine, both things I didn’t/don’t need, but still a lot less than I had in my basket […]

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Still Sweet Night

Sometimes Mike goes to bed several hours before I do.  When he works 6 AM – 6 PM, he is often out of the house before 5:00 in the morning.  That means bedtime can be as early as 9 PM, and I am usually not ready to lay down at that hour. So I sit […]

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Letter to me at 23

Dear Me at 23, I know you’re not a huge fan right now, but things change.  They may change slowly, but they change. You never really notice differences on a day to day basis, but when you look back, it will be hard to ignore the space between who you are in the present and […]

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The Holidays

Last year I put up my Christmas tree on Halloween. I’ve always been more of a fake tree kind of girl. Easy, low-maintenance, and more conducive to my laziness habit of leaving the tree up until Valentine’s Day. My mom always had a fake one, too. They’re just bigger and fuller looking. Anyway, I am […]

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It’s Thursday

“Sometimes I wonder, when time runs out where I’ll wish I was. Under the shade of oaks or sitting silent beneath skies of orange, pink and thinking sweetly of my time with you? Running swift before some brewing storm, or hoping to one last time know the way you look at me when I spin […]

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Story of My Life

**Some names and details have been changed to protect the identities of the innocent and to preserve what shred of dignity I might have left. Ok, MOST names and details have been changed. I’m not going to say this is completely fabricated, but…** The beginning (of this story, at least). Gossip between teenage girls generally […]

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