Gathering thoughts…
A world of little thoughts.
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- Continued from part I America is a dream in a different way. It’s been over 7 years since I moved here. Looking at my life now, I’ve done pretty well for myself. I have a stable job, a solid group of friends, a long term home for the first time in this country. I’m lucky enough to not grapple with visas and have…
I never cease to wonder which part of us summons ourselves from the great and long distance of eternity, swim through the foggy, thick, kaleidoscope of our dreams only to wake up and wonder about what we're all doing here. Each night, before bed, my 7yo prepares for her nighttime journeys by choosing from among her…
In my dream I was suddenly transported back to a very specific moment in high school: it was on a Saturday during the lunch break at my drawing class all the way on the opposite end of the city. The noodles I slurped from that 24hr Lawson were chewy, but that wasn’t where my attention lay. I was ecstatic about dating…
