The Journal
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ON TIME WAS NEVER PROMISED.
The departure board changed again before I had finished reading it. Platform 3 became Platform 5.…
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THE THREE DOTS DISAPPEARED.
Three dots appeared on the screen and disappeared before they became a sentence. Then they came…
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Apparently, We All Needed Maintenance
If my camera roll had to write the clinical summary of this week, it would probably…
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On Letting Go of Control
Sundays carry a different kind of stillness. Not the silence that follows chaos when everything has…
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THE GOOD NURSE
I still remember the smell of antiseptic mixed with humid afternoon air, the kind that clings…
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ROMANCE WAS SUBJECT TO STAFFING.
There are three parties involved in my relationship: me, Jan, and the rota. The rota is…
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I ALMOST BOUGHT A BETTER PERSONALITY.
I had three items in my basket and absolutely no intention of buying any of them.…
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HUMILITY
There was a time when I felt strangely responsible for making sure people understood me correctly.…
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I HAD WRITTEN THE PLAN DOWN.
I found an old notebook and made the mistake of reading myself. A younger version of…
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How to Let Go
I did not go to the mall looking for wisdom. I went there with no particular…
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I DIDN’T ASK WHAT YOU WISHED FOR.
The candle was slightly crooked in the dessert, which somehow made the whole thing better. One…
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THE PRESENT HAD TERRIBLE MARKETING.
The old calendar was still tucked beneath a stack of papers, which felt slightly accusatory considering…
