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This is Thirty – Day 98 – The Infamous Block

It’s here – Day 98 and I’ve been sitting here looking at a blank page and really have nothing to say – not even a funny way out of really writing. I’d say a 98-day streak is pretty good though. I thought about writing about New Zealand...

This is Thirty – Day 94 – What is Education

This morning as I was scrolling Instagram, a new post from Humans of New York came up. The latest photo is of a woman who is looking at the camera as she sits on a park bench. “My mom had her own issues, so I was never really parented,” reads the little...

This is Thirty – Day 52 – Journal Entry

After days of immigration and government shutdown attention, my posts became a bit more focused and centered on information I had already written in the past, but felt I needed to get out in the public eye again. Mainly, it was so I could just send a link to people...

This is Thirty – Day 39 – Part One of a Few

That one night years ago, she drove us down narrow dirt roads to a wooded parking lot. One string of street lights back behind the trees in the middle of a warm summer. Three hours from the closest city. She threw the car into park and shut off the engine. A tangible...