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Things behind things behind things
I’ve thought often about this blog I started, and then shortly abandoned. It’s one of the few things that is just mine, that no one knows about. I remembered how great it felt to post something just for myself, anonymously, becuase I wanted to. Every time it crosses my mind I think “not now” or…
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Pick up the phone
I have this prominent memory from the early 2000’s when my Mom purchased her first cell phone. I recall the exact moment sitting shot gun in her car, where I learned how to punch each number in a sequence to land on specific letters and symbols. How exciting I thought, that we could message or…
