” Every burden taken from me
Every night my heart unfolding
My home”
[Hem, Half Acre]
I’ve been keeping journals since high school.
At first, they were filled with the sorts of mundane things that one would expect to find from a girl of that age – dreams of the future mixed with crushes on boys who wouldn’t give me [...]

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[David Sylvian, Brilliant Trees]
Self-serving, this exercise in writing – as it always has been, of course, since the first days of secreting away my hesitant teenage scribbles about classes and desires and despair and unbridled dreams that were based in the barest understanding of what I truly wanted. I understand that, and although I welcome [...]

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It’s there in the distance
Always offered to me
Always coming over a hill
Mr. Murphy, always with the appropriate words.  *tips my figurative hat*
I’m getting things comfortable here now, getting used to using WordPress. I like it! It’s nice to not have to code everything by hand, although actually all the tweaking I’ve been doing [...]

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