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Santorini
It had been such a good day. Alison wanted time itself to stop so she could stay here, in the glow of sunset, watching the bright blue rooves turn golden forever.
She had sea-legs.Ā More like stair-legs, like sea-legs but Iāve been climbing stairs for too long.She had gotten so used to the walkingāup one alleyway and down that corridor, around that bend, and along that streetāwhen she finally tookā¦
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Illusions of reality
A theme has emerged in the beginning of this year. Over and over again, the courses Iām taking and the books Iām reading and the people I talk to all seem to converge on the idea of a constructed realityāa reality that is, in truth, an illusion. Iām reading Robert Wrightās new bookĀ Why Buddhism is True in search of an interpretation of my faith in words. The unique and entirely common scenario ofā¦
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New Years
I donāt really feel the passage of time like I used to. I think endings come so often that I donāt feel the significance of a new year. It feels the same to me, all squished up against the last school term and the one coming right after it. There are no rituals to mark the end of this year or the beginning of the next. This time last year, I was home. The year before that, I was travelling. Rightā¦
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The Lose-Lose
Iām in my final year at university and, as graduation nears, Iām getting this uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. Like many of my peers, I still donāt know what Iām going to do after graduation because working somewhere full-time is a scary commitment to make. But thereās more to it than that. I want to go home. I have spent such a long time not feeling at home in the spaces that I occupyā¦
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Clearly, I have issues with commitment. Here are the 34 days of the 100-days project that I managed to complete. I think there are some gems in there but I learned that Iām going to need a little more purpose to dedicate myself to a project like this.
33 days of CityĀ Lights Clearly, I have issues with commitment. Here are the 34 days of the 100-days project that I managed to complete.
Someplace I haven't reached
Someplace I havenāt reached
Iāve had a realisation. Somewhere between dieting, getting a personal trainer, starting a nutrition program, restricting, disordered eating, and just eatingāmy relationship with food has changed, dramatically. And I donāt know what to make of it just yet. Listening to the podcast Donāt Salt My Game has just confirmed these suspicions. In the first episode that I listened to, Laura Thomas, PhD,ā¦
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Whole30: Week #1
I chose to do the Whole30 because I knew that I had been neglecting my nutrition. That means that I hadnāt really been taking care of myself and this happens whenever Iām at school. You are what you eat, and I was eating a lot of crappy take-out so I became crappy take-out. Week 1 of my second attempt at Whole30 went well. Probably because I wasnāt going to any āspontaneousā dim sum dinners.ā¦
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Quarter Life Crisis
Thereās been a common theme in the conversations Iāve been having recently. Passing time, growing old, and what we lose along the way. That soundās a little melodramatic. It is. At the ripe old age of 22, I donāt feel the same as I did just a year ago. I feel like Iāve aged more in the last few months than I have in the last few years. Or maybe Iāve just started to notice. I wake up tired andā¦
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A bad self-love month
A bad self-loveĀ month
When you have a bad body image day, you move a little slower, smile a little less, and sighĀ as you avoid making eye contact with your reflection. But then the next morning, or a couple mornings later, you wake up full of appreciation and poke fun at yourself with a little giggle. Iām still waiting to wake up feeling like that. Iāve been having a bad self-love month. I donāt know what it is aboutā¦
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Where was feminism in high school?
Where were the feminists in high school?
Recently, and quite often, I find myself peering into the past. And what I find there unsettles me more often than not. As a teenager, and I make these observations having graduated from that phase of my lifeĀ less than 6 months ago, I was troubled. But not in the way people assume when you term it that way. My parents were together, I was not an only child, I hardly touched alcohol until I wasā¦
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Encountering Injury
March 28th, 2017. My one year anniversary with lifting weights is fast approaching. I was planning on celebrating by ending my current burn phase and starting a new strength phase, so ready to kick ass. For some time now, Iāve felt a bit of a pain in my lower back. I put heavy lifts on pause while I booked a physio appointment. The reason I started training was so I could trust myself and my ownā¦
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Nothing is permanent. All things take time.
Nothing is permanent. All things takeĀ time.
I had a much-needed change in perspective these last few weeks. I have this warped sense of time and become so impatient with myself. Every now and then I have to find ways to ground myself, to make sure that I donāt lose sight of reality, and itās always a relief to realise that I havenāt gone completely crazy.
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The things that I want
The things that IĀ want
I want to see women who look like me, with features like mine ā dark skin, round faces, small eyes ā out there being appreciated and appreciated. I want to start taking photos again ā challenge myself to find an artist in myself. I want to take portraits, capture people as they are and as they want to be. I want to be in love. I want to be able to trust again and not find it so easy to let go.
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77
I remember three distinct moments in my life when the number 77 was more than just a number. The first time, I had found an old journal of mine from grade 7 or even earlier. I was in highschool at the time. I found one entry that burst with determination. I wrote about how I wanted to reach my āgoal weightā, 77 kg, before my friendās birthday. She was planning on throwing a pool party. 14 yearā¦
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listenā¦i literally dream of being a woman with a skin care routine, that smells good always and eats vegetables but i am a swamp demon and iām doing what i can with thatĀ
Trying my darndest to feel myself since it's day 1 of the blood flood.
I got a fitbit today.
I hope I don't get obsessive.
