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I smiled because I got sick of being asked “what’s wrong?” and being unable to formulate an articulate, defensible answer. Better to be the life and the ligh…
…rture, still amorphous and malleable — each wave imperceptibly alters us with each successive crash. Memories are sand washed out to sea. The maps we draw to chart our terrain, distorted by our own projection and myopia as all maps are, …
…e was not that bad, yet my impression and assessment of it was. Depression cares not for objectivity. Emotion pays reason no mind. Just two years later — a fifth grade graduate, on my final day of school before moving some 176 mil…
“Pack your bags. You’re going to Portugal!” it read.
“To” hell with it,” she said as she typed in the sixteen digits from her credit card. Unveiling each number felt like walking a tight rope; the act unnerving, maybe nonsensical.
…ng unhappiness at some point. Being single also doesn’t mean that we need lots of self-improvement; self-improvement is for everyone.
Let this message be clear as well: There is absolutely nothing wrong with being single.
Grab a stick and mark off where your work cannot go — draw a line in the sand.
Rather than falling in love with an expectation or image, you love the person as a fellow human being making their own way in the universe.