I want to tell you about where I’ve been. I haven’t actually left my desk or my house for quite a while. But between real work assignments, I’ve been thinking. I’ve been thinking about the things I’d like to do before I die. The things that I can look back on and smile on my deathbed. Morbid? No. A result of an over-exaggerated near death experience caused by flying lamppost? Maybe. But I think I’m just finally a gal with a plan.
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Scars
“Heal” is a beautiful word. It rings with hope, health, serenity and happiness. Yet as beautiful as the word may be, the actual process to healing is painful, exhausting, black. First you cry. Sob. Hyperventilate. Then you suddenly feel better.
“Ah, that wasn’t that bad,” you think to yourself. “I can totally do this. I’m over him already.”
The Fakeup
This week, three couples I know, broke up, made lots and lots of drama, and then got back together again. They pulled fakeups. Why?
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I’ve been thinking a lot lately about secrets. We’re taught as children that secrets are bad, but it’s not that simple. People need their secrets; It is part of being human. Yet I find myself wanting to know everything about my boyfriend.
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Ah. Mothers. What they try to teach us, what we choose learn, what we remember, and those traces of them that appear in ourselves. Sue explains.
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