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Seen Through

When I was in elementary school, I remember one particularly cruel recess period when almost all of the girls in my class decided to form a not-so-secret club, but they wouldn’t let me join. It was pure, adolescent meanness for the sake of soothing the aching uncertainty of puberty. Nevertheless, I remember sobbing next to the sink in our classroom and one of my classmates, who had barely spoken to me prior, feeding me paper towels to wipe the tears off my face. Continue reading Seen Through

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KG > LB

I’m a little bit jealous because Gustavo recently got his hands on the KG > LB shirt from Strong Strong Supply. In my eternal love-fest for Meg Squats, I immediately snagged an Angel of Depth t-shirt (I mean, come on, that’s so clever) in lieu of having my fashion take a stand in favor of the metric system. Continue reading KG > LB

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Twenty-nine

I was at the doctor’s office a few works ago for an annual check up. (For once.) As I sat down with the nurse practitioner, she looked at my chart and announced.

“Ah, I turned 30 last year. That one hurt.”

I must have looked confused because she immediately followed with, “I mean, I don’t know if you think about age like that.” Continue reading Twenty-nine