life
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Tale As Old As Time
Some stories contain a message so pure – so resoundingly true, and profound, even in their simplicity – that the words withstand the trials of time, and echo in the hearts and minds of dreamers and believers of all ages. I was never much of a “girly-girl” growing up. My older sister played with Barbie dolls,… Continue reading
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Regret
During my years at college, I decided to grow my hair out. It doesn’t seem like a monumental decision. However, it was a pretty big decision for me, as I had never permitted my hair to grow past my shoulders, because my hair is more or less a sentient being capable of complex thought; it’s kind… Continue reading
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Surviving Rock Science
When I was in my final year of college, I had to take a lab science. It was a requirement foisted upon me, not a choice. I’d thought that I dodged it, because I took an online astronomy class with a “lab” over the summer of my second year, but my university saw through that… Continue reading
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The Digi-Piggy
I received a package in the mail this week. That package contained a glorious piece of porcine machinery known as the Digi-Piggy. Like most scatter-brained individuals, I am notorious for misplacing things. Just last week, I took a pair of brown shoes from my closet to wear to work. I set them down somewhere, went to… Continue reading
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