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My World

Thick, swirling fog is caught in the bare branches of the trees. It sits on the slated angle of the roof. Creeps against the window panes. 695 more words

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I Did It

Once upon a time I was a runner.

If runner means that I woke up every morning when the sun was just lighting the African sky. 724 more words

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Late. Again.

Our kitchen is probably the most important space in our house. For the fridge, the pantry, and the missing Legos I shoved in a drawer. For the haphazard pile of mail on the counter, and the blue hydrangea in the hand painted jar on the windowsill. 893 more words

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Discovering Me Series: The Scorpio Me

“Who am I?” is usually the first question we ask when trying to discover ourselves. It is a question I asked myself repeatedly. I could well answer that by saying my name and my family history but it is also describing my characteristics. 841 more words


Discovering Me Series

We all find ourselves at some points in our lives questioning who we are and what we were meant to be. Asking what our real purpose on earth is, why we are here and so on. 196 more words