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On Connection
Read more: On ConnectionA few years ago, I first read The Art of Loving and Losing Female Friends. It hasn’t left my mind since. The article hit me in all the right places and fills me with a bittersweet melancholy about all the friends I’ve loved and lost throughout the years, as well as love for the future…
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Analogies of Otherness
Read more: Analogies of OthernessWhalers, by J. M. W. Turner Few of us face our feelings head on. Polite euphemisms and humor are draped over that which stings us as habitually as tablecloth over tabletop. I am not here to argue we should all stare at the naked timber, tracing the growth-ring grooves in the wood without fear or…
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Are we fading? Are we sailing into a triangle of sadness? Questions on the essence of our personal values as a common organism.
Read more: Are we fading? Are we sailing into a triangle of sadness? Questions on the essence of our personal values as a common organism.And during that sunset show nobody cared about your status, nobody cared what you were wearing or who you were. Everyone came to the age of the rocks by the ocean and applauded the sun as it was disappearing behind the horizon. Everyone laughed and joyfully looked at this natural process, being just as excited…
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Meeting My 20s
by Amy LarsenRead more: Meeting My 20sYour 20s are supposedly the best years of your life. So many of our parents’ favourite dinner party anecdotes originated during this carefree decade, maybe those rose tinted memories are coloured by nostalgia or maybe your 20s really are your fondest years. I am barely a foot in the door of what is apparently the…
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An Ode to Flower Language – Merel Langeveld
Read more: An Ode to Flower Language – Merel Langeveld(source: http://www.416-flowers.com) Ever since I first started writing fiction, I’ve been interested in the symbolism of flowers. For little 10-year-old me, nothing sounded smarter than naming one of my characters after a flower that symbolised their personality or character development. Even now, I am occasionally guilty of doing it. And who can blame me? The…
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