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I Spent My Birthday Alone And Absolutely Loved It

How disconnecting from the outside world helped me find joy

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For my 26th birthday, I gifted myself a solo weekend getaway across town. It was the first time I had been alone, overnight, in over a year. Ten minutes in, I was in love — and I understood why Maya Angelou chose to rent a hotel room just for writing in.

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Nia Simone McLeod

Nia Simone McLeod

Freelance writer covering pop culture, creativity, race + other fun stuff | she/her | Subscribe to my newsletter: https://ohwrite.substack.com/welcome

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