Category: NOT NEW YORK
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That Time We Went Tiny
On one stress-induced spiral before bed, my fingers led me to a website I’d ogled several times before: a magical neighborhood of tiny houses called Getaway.
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The Conversations I Never Have
‘Twas the season indeed. There was tinsel. Presents. The ability to listen to *NSYNC’s Christmas album—arguably their best and most amazing work, ever (I mean, who could forget JC’s “O Holy Night”? Lance’s super deep and perfect “YOU” when he sang “The only gift I wanted was you”? And the sexual undertones and overtones of…
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Pork Chops on Christmas
Christmas came and went. We ate deep-fried greasy everything and saw just how far we could sink into our respective couches. We stared or didn’t stare at the TV. At dinner we sat around the table fact-checking each other’s know-it-all claims about something or other, each refusing to give in because we were all equally…
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We Went To Oregon
‘Tis the cities! I said, pointing my index finger to the heavens. Cities are culture, art, people, learning, innovation and architecture. NAY! said Lukas, punching the air. ‘Tis nature! Lakes! Mountains! Purple majesties! For years I thought he was wrong. And then I went to Oregon.
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I am on the road
And will be back soon with many, many posts. For now, there’s this. Happy Friday, friends.
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Chinese Takeout
My favorite type of travel is the long, lingering kind. The kind that sees the best of somewhere as well as the not so best. The kind that lets me sit, study and hang. It’s how I ended up in Staunton, Bristol and Fredericksburg. Their one main attraction, aside from a guaranteed paycheck, was that they…
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To the ends of land
I don’t have a hometown. Or at least I don’t have just one. Saying Richmond feels untrue. By the time I moved there, I was a fully formed human being. Saying New York feels incomplete, because I spent a good chunk of my formative years in the Philippines. Saying the Philippines only touches on the…
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Grad school…
Takes a lot out of you. Which is why you need lots of coffee. On most days, I make (meaning I press a button) coffee to-go. But on this day I’m on spring break, so I get to drink out of a mug. As well as eat cereal out of a bowl while, get this,…
