Let’s just say I found someone. Let’s just say they’re not you—let’s say they’re someone new. I’ve had this low hum live inside my chest for the past month that’s…
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Good things come in three—but so do bad things. One: My grandmother passed away this summer while I was out in the Scottish wilderness—nine days after I turned 28. Two:…
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I often find myself writing about two things: you and God. I find there is comfort in threes—for the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. I have also found…
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My only thought for the entire two months before going home for a one-week vacation was, I’m going to eat so many gyros and souvlakia, it’s not even funny. That…
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I remember a couple of trips I made from Grand Central to New Rochelle; it felt like nothing could go wrong in my life. It felt like I really had…
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*New York cityscape images are courtesy of Charlotte Popper Dear Joan, I read Goodbye to All That a couple of days after I had moved down to Stuyvesant Town from…