Tag: maine
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Learning to Move Slower
Ahhh…it’s my mother’s birthday yet again. How does it keep happening that my posts seem to land on the day she was born? Well anyway, this year I don’t want to talk about her—so I won’t. The semester just ended. I took my last exam yesterday, and now I get to drown in research until Read more
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Beautiful & Unbearable
I don’t know how to describe the feeling of crossing the state line back into Maine after being gone for three weeks. It was like my stomach dropped into a pit, and every part of me was begging to turn around. I find it so irritating how strongly I dislike this state. I hate this Read more
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The Snowstorm That Ended My Dating Life in Maine
I’ve decided to take a break from dating. It’s been twenty days since the new year started, and I’ve been on a total of three dates. After some reflection, I’ve come to the conclusion that almost everyone I talk to has decided to never leave their homeland, called Maine. That’s just not going to work Read more
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the street lamp between us
it’s a frosty night in maine 2am & 19 degrees the only warmth i feel is the breath that surpasses my lips i can see you in the distance my skin ruffles as i stride towards you the gap between us begins to close i’m beneath you now & above me you shine with the Read more
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A Northern Rant: Wicked Soup & Social Frustration
Wicked, wicked ,wicked…WICKED! What the fuck is up with the North and wicked…and no I’m not fucking talking about the movie. I’m sure that’s actually enjoyable. Ever since I moved here so many people use that word with a northern accent and it makes my ears throb…but it gets worse…they also throw in a ‘yeah’ Read more