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Beach day
The ride home from the beach yesterday was bitter sweet. For all the years I’ve lived in New York I’ve never actually gone to a beach in state but I love beach days so I decided to give it a try. Company was great and the 96 degree weather was beyond perfect for a relaxing…
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Dad
I wish I knew you, or rather I wish I remembered you now. I long for faint impressions of your laughter, a shared joke or trait beyond the similarities in our faces. I dream of you and my fairly tale idea of what our relationship was supposed to be; in these dreams I am your…
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Know the Past, Find the Future – Book
I was walking out of the train at Union Sq. and there were teams of people handing out this book for free to celebrate the New York Public Library at 100. ( Beaux Arts Landmark ) I can’t wait to sink into this one.
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On being sick
I despise not being efficient so being sick is the bane of my existence. Been unreasonably ill this past weak and I definitely put up a fight with the world because of it. Better now and ready to stop brooding.
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As seen on…
Waiting for the Q train…noticed all of the posters had the train line cut out, in this case what’s cut out from the poster was {4} These are the subtlety that make New York, undeniably…new york.
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On Keeping a Journal
Ever since I was a child I was obsessed with Journals and Notebooks. My favorite thing to do at the start of the School year was ‘paper’ our exercise books (those would be binders and notebooks here for taking notes). I always had intricate designs, mixing and matching color schemes and I was always known…
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On leaving the past alone
Today, as comfortable as I’m learning to be in my own skin, I reached out to someone I previously said I would no longer speak to. There wasn’t any more of a reason than usual. I care. This is my greatest strength and my most easily exploited weakness. I have a tough time thinking that…
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On being better to myself
One of the world’s unspoken but known rules is that no one can be as good to you as you are to yourself. I never quite understood that when I was younger, hell as lately as last year and I was eternally wrapped up in always doing good for others and hoping that some how…
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Costa Rican / New York Exchange
So, I’ve been running around like a crazy person trying to get my house organized for a friend that’s coming to visit from Costa Rica. Sweet guy and he showed extreme hospitality when it was his turn to host last year. There were a lot of things that we were putting off doing for the…
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Said on Sunday
Every Sunday I’m reminded of my past in Christianity. Like an unexplained noise in the darkness it haunts me and my time line of Facebook. I do not count these people as friends. They are the dirty secret I’d like to forget; I was one of them. This is not a blast on religion, this…
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Art and Artist Meet
I’ve been longing for the day that I would be not only courageous enough but confident enough to get my first tattoo. I come from a very old school family back ground where it isn’t condemned but it is frowned upon; even still I decided a while ago that there were representations of my self…
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On trying to organize my writing…
I would describe myself as a journal addict; a book waiting to happen in perpetually. I’ve never had an issue articulating my thoughts or having thoughts that needed to be put down on paper but I’ve always had an issue keeping it all together. I’ve been writing a book for sometime but because I am…
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Why i’m finally mad at Chris Brown
When the initial scandalous incident occurred in 2009, while it was brutal and reported from the perspective of persecuting a ‘woman beater’ I was eerily not as affected as I normally am by male/female violence issues. I acknowledged that he did use excessive force but I also acknowledged that I didn’t know everything. As someone…
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Writing love songs
On this cold, faux spring night as I’m reading, planning my Study Abroad trip and working out the kinks in my day to day schedule, I’m forced to stop and pay homage to the one constant thing that has been in my life during my more cognitive years; the relationship that I share with A.…
Lux 