July 8, 2015
It’s hard to predict when tears will suddenly spring into your eyes when something jolts your memory of someone or something special. (more…)
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My View on Love at 23
December 15, 2015
The other night one of my friends in Madrid went on a date. The rest of us went to a nearby restaurant just in case the date wasn’t going well and she needed an intervention. At first, we wanted to go the same restaurant they were going to but then decided it was safer to go to a different one because I would be the person unable to control my laughter as soon as we walked in and saw them sitting there, causing unnecessary embarrassment to all. (more…)
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On Feeling Lonely (And Other Things)
July 24, 2015
These past few weeks, I have been alone with my thoughts more than usual and I’ve realized some things: I don’t think I understand people as much as I thought I did, and I don’t think I understand myself as much as I thought I did either. I think that maybe I’m just as confused as I always was, only in another part of the world. (more…)
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Still Winter
It snowed today. Although the familiar feeling of coziness returned, as I sat at my desk sipping coffee and writing, I began to feel a little bit unsettled. I was thinking about the new job I get to go to tomorrow and everything that February holds in store. (more…)
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This Morning and Tonight
This morning the moon was crescent, shining brilliantly in the hazy, dark blue morning sky. It hung above me as I walked to the bus stop and I remember looking at it and feeling happy. Everything was quiet. There I was, in this sleepy little neighbourhood, silently walking between houses. I could see my breath; my hands were cold. And it all seemed so mystical, somehow, like I was living the story of a character in a book. I was in love with everything- the empty streets, the abandoned cars, the starless sky. I quickened my pace, hurrying to catch my bus. Then I put on my gloves. “One day, I won’t have to commute,” I promised myself.
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At Least for Now
January is half-way done and I’m not sure how to describe the place I’m in. I suppose it would be best to say, I’m in the same place I’ve always been, floating somewhere between different wants, different lives, different worlds…all the while, not being where I want to be. (more…)
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Winter Sunlight
I think winter sunlight, particularly in the morning, is one of the most beautiful things in the world. It’s shining through my bedroom window right now, casting the thin-beamed shadows of my blinds upon the wall, and it feels calming, somehow…as though life is moving slowly (more…)
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The Past is Like a Red Balloon
The happy curtain of my childhood has drawn to a close and I feel as though it didn’t even let me catch one fleeting glimpse of me and my sisters playing in the window before shutting completely. (more…)
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When Your Older Sister Moves Out
We dropped my older sister off at her new apartment after dinner. I tried to imagine what she felt like but I couldn’t. She must feel so free and happy…but maybe a little sad as well. I tried to imagine buying furniture and being dropped off and closing the door as my parents walked away. (more…)
Things I Learned Growing Up 