Protected: 29th December: The Scariest Week of my Life

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Tiny Existences

It is so hard to pretend that lots of things do not matter and should never have. It’s been a long time since I told myself to get over things that I have shoved on a pedestal in my mind; that I have constantly treated like a special sculpture and buffed and polished all its…

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The Art of Interview

From the vantage point of an Editor, writer, and someone who’d messed up in her very first interview–now, I like to think that I’m doing much better. We’re talking about the one that I do as an Editor, the interviews that I conduct with professionals who inspire me to no end. I’m talking about interviews…

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Our Afternoon

The hanger rotates, its steel hook glistening in the sweat of the afternoon. The sunshine makes a sound on the plastic, a sound we cannot hear. The hanger rotates, its steel hook glistening in the sweat of the afternoon. The sunshine makes a sound on the plastic, a sound we cannot hear. Mom is arguing with…

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Involving a bit of Reflection

I would like to reflect on a specific, particular incident that honestly perturbed me, and convinced me that I should stop communicating with a person. This is a big deal for me, as I am someone who really revels in human connection and enjoys the positive interactions that groups of people can carry out during…

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