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Alive

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I’m alright. Those are probably two of my favourite words; I love them more than ‘I love you’ or ‘Please eat’ or ‘Welcome’ or ‘I’ve been thinking about you’. Those are all lovely words, in those specific combinations, but ‘I’m alright’ means that you’re alright. You’re okay. You’re around. You’re alive. I’ve been struggling over the past two months, which…

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Words and Airplanes

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“Everything you can imagine is real.” — Pablo Picasso It’s been too long. It’s not even as though my blog and I broke up or anything; quite the opposite; it’s always on my mind and I think of it with longing and affection. I guess with all the writing I’ve been doing lately, I just ran out of time to…

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Life And Other Updates

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I know, I know, I know. It’s been a long time since I last updated. I’m sorry. I’ve been busy with so much, and I’ve been dealing with a lot. I posted a while back about my health scare. It’s not cancer, but nobody knows what it is either. I’ve been poked and prodded to within an inch of my life, and…

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The Past Two Weeks

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I’m _exhausted_. I don’t just mean that I’m tired; it’s not the sort of tired you feel at the end of the day when you’ve had full and busy and looked up at the clock and realised that it wasn’t even noon yet. I’m _exhausted_. I’m worn out, on almost every level. I just feel completely depleted and I need…

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Occupation: Writer

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Sometime ago someone I barely knew asked me what I did for a living, and I replied that I was a writer. She looked sceptical and informed me that I couldn’t call myself a writer unless I’d been published. She then pointedly asked me if I was, indeed, published. Instead of chastising her for her rudeness, I told her that…

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Another day, another blog!

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So, apparently I’m blogging again. My old blog died a natural and much-needed death caused by neglect, and I for one am quite happy to let it. I think old blogs are like inconvenient time capsules; you read them years later and think to yourself, ‘Oh my god, was I really that angry/silly/stupid/naive?’ And the answer to that question is,…

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