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When I first started this blog, I struggled with how to categorize my posts. I’m a big fan of sorting and organizing—if you’re here to read about topics related to creativity and inspiration, you may not be interested in my… more ›
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You’ve probably heard Gymnopedie No. 1 by Erik Satie. While the piece has been around since 1888, I never noticed it until my piano teacher opened to its page in the repertoire book and got my attention by telling me… more ›
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When I was in high school, there was an ongoing debate about whether or not marching band counts as a sport. Personally, I think it definitely does; walking with proper form while carrying any kind of weight is physically challenging… more ›
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Poetry. Everyone loves to hate it. (Unless you’re my old advanced poetry professor who openly, genuinely loved poetry and hated her students.) But it’s a bizarre thing. Somehow random jumbles of words say things more clearly, and with more weight,… more ›
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I used to believe in ghosts. Then I stopped. Now, I kind of believe in them again. Emphasis on “kind of.” Have you ever looked for ghosts? I mean really looked for ghosts. Bloody Mary and Ouija boards are fun,… more ›
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I recently graduated with my bachelors degree, a grueling but rewarding process that spanned three universities, seven years, and countless majors. I graduated just after my 25th birthday, too—my quarter-life crisis has been neatly accompanied by the freedom of no… more ›
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It’s not hoarding if it’s cool. That’s what I’ve told myself as I’ve collected seashells, books, pins, keys…But when the items you’re “collecting” just sit around in buckets or jars, collecting dust on shelves or in a random bowl where… more ›

