Bali
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When Everything Is Okay
Just write. Write badly. Write everything and anything that comes to mind. Maybe somewhere inside that will come the beauty. We miss 100% of the chances we do not take. Continue reading
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That Ubud Feeling
It was on that late-night drive from Ngurah Rai International Airport back to my second-story room in a little Balinese bungalow in Ubud, as the taxi pulled onto my now familiar street, that I first had the absolutely beautiful and breath-catching feeling of coming home. Continue reading
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It’s the Little Things
I like to know things. I like to know the plan. I get upset when the plan changes. Not because I am actually and logically upset, but because my brain just literally needs time to get used to a change in information. I expected one thing, and I’m getting another. It’s not bad, it’s different.… Continue reading
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Alive and Free
Mistakes don’t erase your progress, and progress doesn’t mean no mistakes. It’s the way that I’ve learned to step away from all or nothing thinking and to keep pushing towards my goals. Perfection, streaks, and counting days be damned. Continue reading
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33 and counting
September is National Suicide Prevention Month. Before my 20th birthday, I promised myself that I would not live to see my 30th. At the time, it felt like something way out in the distance, almost unreal. I didn’t quite grasp the significance of creating this time limit on my life, a deadline if you will. Continue reading
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Chaotic Calm
I come here, and my emotions are calm against the rhythmic chaos of the sea, the waves in my mind are no match for the waves of the ocean. I breathe, and the beach washes over me, inside me, through me, all my senses on max,, somehow, it feels right. have you tried turning it… Continue reading
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Waking up
Waking up in Ubud, Bali is not the same as waking up in Brooklyn, New York.It’s 6 a.m. and the sun is rising, peeking out in shining rays behind the coconut palms.I throw open my curtains, letting it all in, the contrast is startling, each day anew.The tiny colorful singing birds, orange and yellow and Continue reading
I can I know 