What I did on my summer vacation.

My friend and I ordered dessert the other night. We were celebrating. The waiter placed 6 full-size doughnuts on the table surrounded by sauces and fruits. We are two people. SIX DOUGHNUTS. That’s when I knew: I am back in the United States. I’m back. I have spent the last three months in Europe enjoying […]

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Whenever you’re alone, there are always other people.

After two weeks with my mom and two weeks with my cousins, my luggage wheels were traversing the Spanish cobblestones alone. Traveling alone is the best and the worst. It’s the hardest and easiest. When you’re alone, there’s no need to tell a companion that you have to walk in to this store really quickly […]

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Two scrambed henstruations, please.

Do birds ever die in magicians’ sleeves? Are people from Tobago called Tobogans?  If so, do they get discounts on sleds? Do all of Sara Lee’s ex boyfriends cringe and say ‘I dont!’ when the jingle says, ‘Nobody doesn’t love Sara Lee?’ Why did Sara Lee ever even go for a double negative in a […]

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Bye

I’ve moved to Europe to become a bird lady. See ya never (not really. see ya in a month.) I’ve been gone a month already! I MISS YOU (yes, you).

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I’m not even going to think of a title.

I’m in Spain! I’m here to work on my Master’s thesis, which is about perfectionism, a disease I contracted long ago. If something I do isn’t done perfectly (speak Spanish), I get mad at myself. At least I used to. Now I’ve been working on it for two years, so I’m getting better. Look, I’ll […]

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