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The Truth About Self Love

The problem with being a writer is that moments of inspiration come at beautifully inconvenient times. Like right now. It's 8am in the middle of the week. i'm listening to great music and sitting in a coffee shop by the window and the sun is shining in a delicately perfect way. This room smells like pan dulce, which makes me think of the days i spent walking the streets of Guatemala. My coffee is too hot to drink and the test i'm supposed to be studying for is too soon. However i will continue in my never-failing pattern of being a poor student and take this lighting and that smell for what it's worth. This moment is too beautiful to spend it studying. 

The Truth About Self Love

Change Chose Me

We do not always choose change. Sometimes, change chooses us.

This time, change chose me.

For me, change smashed my right rear window and took hundreds of dollars of my things with it, leaving me with an empty back seat and a lot of broken glass.

Change Chose Me