NEW ENGLAND GOTHIC

Almost every day, when I crawl into bed, I reach for my notebook and pen to write about my day. It doesn't matter if I'm tired or cranky; I make myself put my pen to the paper. Sometimes, I write pages and pages and my hand hurts by the time I'm done. Other days, all my entry reads is "Very very tired... but...

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Around Christmas last year, I made a decision that was shocking to myself and anyone who knows me: I deleted my Snapchat account. I had never been the most avid user; I'm awful at keeping things like streaks up, and I don't have the personality to narrate my day on my snap story. Still, I would compulsively check Snapchat at every moment I...

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The inspiration for this post is two-fold. My dear friend Carsyn runs an advice Instagram on which she posted a list of things to do when you don't have the money to go out. I thought this was a super cute idea. Then, this week I found myself in Boston, alone, broke, and without a phone. (My life right now is a lot...

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I have begun the scary work of gradually packing up my room for college, as my plans for August are not yet finalized and I don't know if I will be at home much before I start classes. Looking at each item and asking myself "Is it necessary?" "Is it cool?" "Is this something that will fit in my room?" has caused me...

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After taking a short hiatus from this blog, which turned into almost two years, I'm trying to start again. There's something intensely vulnerable about blogging which scares me, and kept six versions (rewritten every couple of months) of this "hello again" post, lying dormant in my drafts. But I'm ready to learn how to do this. Everything about my life has changed since...

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