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Why I shaved my head
We had it so good, we just didn’t know it! As I write this, I am staring at my feet, wondering when they’d be soaked in a warm bath of salts and massaged into softness, cuticles stripped, dead skin scrubbed away. The salon has always been my choice for self-care. Every few weeks or so,…
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How it was like to be a student activist in the 80s #pleasedontredtagme
We were having a chat, my college dormmates and I, when one of them shared a photograph from long ago, reminding me of those days when I wrote for a radical university paper, joined the student council, and helped topple a dictator, all while keeping my virginity safely intact. It was the best of times,…
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Why I’m a sucker for silly love songs
Show me your smile and then kiss me Tell me you love me again Come to my room and then lie in my bed I love you, you know although sometimes It just doesn’t show When I’m feeling down in the dumps, I tap into my feel-good playlist, a selection of lovey-dovey, downright mushy ditties…
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How I spent my Christmas holiday
The great thing about being stuck in the hospital during the Christmas holiday is that you have a lot of time on your hands. And for hyperactive workaholic me, time is a most precious gift! A dear friend once gifted me with a bucket list journal, and one of my entries went this way: “Write…
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What Gen X learned when she went back to school
It’s been two weeks since our graduation, and I still cannot quite believe everything that happened since I took it in my head that yes, a fifty-year-old person can go back to school. And so, on this lazy Sunday, I pause to take a few minutes to reflect on some of the things I’ve learned…
