New Adventure
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Okay, okay, we get it. You’re single now.
A few months before moving to New York, my relationship of almost four years ended. We decided we were more friends by then, and since I was planning to leave anyway, we broke up. It was still painful, even if it was in good spirits. I personally think that what we miss most in our Continue reading
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Turns out, I am a liar.
Girl, you are being dramatic. Clickbait much? It’s not as if you created this whole thing based on nothing but your imagination. Yes, I do talk to myself. I believe that it is a common occurrence for many people. If not, don’t tell me. Let me be delusional. But I did lie. Unknowingly at the Continue reading
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Thanks Are Given. Or Not.
Thanksgiving, the most American holiday in my imagination. The peak of autumn is the time to give love and gratitude. Calm and retrospective moments, when people appreciate their loved ones and relax together at the family meal. Everything is in the warm shades of orange and brown; the smell of delicious food surrounds you at Continue reading
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One Magical Carpet Ride
So, I met someone new. And surprisingly, I do remember this one. Quite unfortunately, if I’m being honest. Okay, that’s a lie. He was an important part of the story for a while, but I wish I’d been smarter back then. There are several people I met during my time in New York who stuck Continue reading
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Time for the Girlies.
November arrived, and with it, another monthly au pair meeting. I was never much of an extrovert, and these group sessions were slightly nerve-wracking for me. But I understood the reason why they were put in place and not only fully agreed with it but was grateful for it as well. After all, it was Continue reading
Life in Ink and Footsteps 