justina forever
putting one foot in front of the other since i could walk
Category: writing
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Sometimes I like to imagine that the things I want to write will just come to exist by themselves. But I’m learning the hard way that even my imagination has limitations. I used to think goal-setting was for nerds, but now I understand why people bother with it. In this post, I’ll break down some of…
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Guess what! I found some coins in my couch, a $20 bill in my jeans, and half a stick of Mentos in my backpack. I’m rich! The other night we danced for an hour with the lights out in a gymnasium full of strangers. I could hear the two of you shrieking as we flailed…
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My mother says people don’t change, but I changed my underwear this morning. Two decades ago she changed from Dunhills to Benson & Hedges, the kind you can buy in bulk from a woman inside a cage in some secret corner of Costco. Three years ago I changed my mind and got on a plane.…
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My mother is frying up steak and mushrooms. Her whiskey is sweating on the counter, and her face is red from the effort of being my mother. You always say you want the recipe but when I cook you’re never in the kitchen. She waves the wooden spatula in the air like a baton, but…
justina forever 