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jackpot.

During my first pregnancy, my husband and I renovated my ‘whatever’ room. I had to clear out before my son’s arrival. And we had to deal with those hideous not-really-peach-but-not-really-pink walls we had never gotten around to painting. They were … Continue reading

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feeling it.

This afternoon I read a story I wrote years ago, and for the life of me, I cannot figure out how I ever managed to get through it. It made me incredibly anxious. It’s a good thing – a piece … Continue reading

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sabotage.

When I was a kid, the focus on healthy eating was non-existent compared to today. In the aisles of the supermarket, my mom rarely said no when we asked for junk food. You may remember my aforementioned childhood love for … Continue reading

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my hero.

I’ve always had an affinity for Batman. I think it may be his color scheme (it’s just like mine) and his general demeanor. He’s brooding and moody. (Oh God, this is like me, too, isn’t it?) It’s the dark part … Continue reading

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the metaphor.

In my early twenties, I received a book from my then-boyfriend. I can’t remember if it was a special occasion or not. But I do know he chose the book carefully, wanting to give me something with a message… something … Continue reading

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dream sequence [part two].

The second of my two recurring dreams began when I was older. In my late 20s, I think. It has never left me. Sometimes it starts in the halls of my high school. Sometimes it’s in my college dorm. Location … Continue reading

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dream sequence [part one].

I have two recurring dreams. The first started when I was quite young, maybe 5 years old. I dreamt it often for many years. It’s infrequent now, but it’s not gone. I’m a kid in the back of Mom’s station … Continue reading

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the five stages.

Denial. I am fine. It is normal for a teenager to have angst, to have bad days, to be sad. I’ll feel better tomorrow. Or the next day. There is nothing wrong with me. I’m not all that different from … Continue reading

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