Category: Reflection
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The wrong door
I needed to focus. I simply could not do that at home, so I headed to campus, intent on working in the department building. But as I walked up there, something in me said, “No, keep walking.” But figuring that was a rogue thought, I continued on my chosen path. And again, it came, “You…
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Wait, am I lazy
As I was rushing to my second job and contemplating how to fit in time to get a blog post up, the question returned to me: Wait, why do you keep saying you’re lazy? The truth is that I have no problem with work. I work hard when I’m working. I enjoy working. Clearly the…
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A scary story
“Can any one suggest a horror film?” It was a simple ask on the company’s messenger service. And it was definitely a request befitting Halloween. I just had no suggestions. I am not a horror film person. The world is scary enough. I was too much on edge to even get through Troll Hunters, a…
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Let the door close
I went up for a job that I was a shoe-in for. “I don’t see you successful in this role.” It was a shock to me, mostly because I knew it wasn’t true. But I took the no and moved on. In other times I might have felt devastated by the blow. I might have…
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A way with words
”Are you a poet?” I could tell it wasn’t a compliment, so I asked her to explain. She said that I used flowery language that was beautifully eloquent, but she had no idea what I was trying to say. The truth was that I didn’t either. I knew what she meant. I wasn’t trying to…
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Just a little treat
There’s this little dream I have, where I find out I have the winning lottery ticket. Suddenly, a life-changing sum of money is mine. I have the freedom to quit my job, to travel freely, cover the check when out with friends, and just move confidently, unburdened by money problems. Wouldn’t that be nice? To…
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What this plate of nachos is telling me
I’m eating a plate of microwave nachos. Why? Not because they are particularly good, but because I don’t have the energy or desire to cook a real meal. Nor do I really want to get started on writing this post. But here I am, getting it done. If I’m honest, this feeling happens way too…
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The unapologetic influencer
We both arrived early, waiting for the shop to open. We were both eager to head into the viral shop, but not eager enough to wait in the lines that were guaranteed to form. As we passed the time chatting, I learned that she was a content creator. I filed that piece of information away.…
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Even the perfect
As the orchestra and choir sang it in its original language, the translation flashed on the screen. The most beautiful wither away. Even the most perfect die. I was there to enjoy a Brahms concert, just some music and I walked away with that line from an years-old poem, Nänie. The most beautiful wither away.…
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Like back-to-school shopping
Whenever back to school time came around, it was also time to go to the store. We needed new school clothes to fit our growing bodies. I loved trying on new clothes and coming out more and more fashionable. The fitting room was a place to play. Now, I dread it. All of these years…
