Sleepy Musings from a Midnight Move on a New Year’s Eve Winter Night

After nine trips back and forth, my muscles were shot but my eyes were wide open

Photo by Anthony Tran on Unsplash

New Year, New You.

Or, at least, that’s what the companies peddling their personal development products wanted you to believe.

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Laquesha Bailey

Laquesha Bailey

4th-year undergrad | 3x Top Writer in Feminism and Social Media | I write about race, self and whatever else piques my interest | laqueshabailey15@gmail.com

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