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Socks, Shoelaces, Soup

Red had a surprising presence in the former half of my day. Red the color, that is. I don’t usually notice colors in passing. I use them to figure shit out – my wardrobe, my apartment, you know, aesthetics. But … Continue reading

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From One Thing to the Next

I’m letting my hair do what it wants today. I won’t oppress it behind a bobby pin; I won’t be disappointed by its lack of ambition.  It’s going to look wonderfully earnest in its messiness. That’s my hair plan today. … Continue reading

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