Stories of my life
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Closing My Laptop, Opening My Life
It’s the final few minutes before I shut down my laptop for the day—the ceremonial click that marks the end of “professional me” and the beginning of “please-don’t-email-me-again-today” me. This week? Busy. Chaotic. Cheerfully overloaded. But somehow… deliciously good. Okay, maybe not perfect… but almost-perfect-adjacent. Close enough. “Hi, remember me? I’ve returned to ruin everything.” But this…
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Relapse or Just Too Much Coffee?
It’s Tuesday. The week has barely stretched its legs. Spring is out there showing off like it personally invented sunshine, and the birds are performing unpaid concerts at 6 a.m. And me? I started the week crying. Not the poetic, cinematic kind. The “oh no, not this again” kind. It began over the weekend, that…