• Stuff I write elsewhere.

    I’ve always kept this blog, for one reason, and then a million reasons. I still have those million reasons, and that singular one. That said, I’ve been lucky enough to…

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  • modern day therapy.

    I recently downloaded my Twitter archive. Considering that I have tweeted over 41 000 times, it was a good window into my brain. I started tweeting in 2007 and can…

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  • current obsessions.

    1. Glee. This sums up how I feel about life right now. 2. Life’s little moments, like this morning when you said something that just clicked. 3. My Twitter archive.…

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  • A little glam, a little fam.

    It’s been a busy start to this year. I’m still, almost tentatively, settling into it. Anyway, this is quick post to say – thank you, dear Internet, for this and…

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  • some guidelines

    Yeah, yeah, I know. Three blogposts in one day. It happens sometimes. Anyway. I’ve been thinking. Someone tried to delve into a grief process of mine yesterday, face to face.…

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  • Stuck in a loop.

    Being stuck in a loop isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Right now, I kinda need it. Music being my second-ultimate therapeutic mechanism (writing this here blog is the first…), I…

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  • The Fortress

    At the age of fifteen, somebody broke my teenager heart. To be honest, I cannot tell you now if it was boy, or a friend, or a situation. But my…

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  • Dear New Year

    Dear New Year, I know that every new year, most people make resolutions, devoting themselves to quitting smoking/losing weight/stopping with the midnight snacks/promising they’ll get more sleep. As we all…

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  • ten things about this year of great change.

    It’s 27 December. Let me just catch that up quickly. Here goes: 1. It means I am 11864 days old. Looking at that number, I suddenly feel VERY young again.…

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  • A family birthday – beyond the fairytale.

    When I was seven – the very age my daughter is now – I cutely quipped to my mom that “anniversaries are family birthdays”. Growing up, my parents’ anniversaries were…

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