How much longer do I need to learn that everything is temporary.
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introducing the rising
I’m excited to announce the creation of a new blog. That’s right, a blog!
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the red brings out my eyes
I wanted to be part of the horde, not part of the part that moves in for the money shot and suspends the disbelief.
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minneapolis mer
I’m pretty sure they’re mine. I know they’re mine.
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picktours
I am the spider.
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passing the timing
Mid-May my laptop’s A/C adapter expires and I can’t seem to replace it locally for under $150 say what? yeah, and I get sick of looking—the Mom and Pop shrugging and the superslick Big Box Boys shoving into my hands product I can’t afford then blocking the rack so I can’t put it back while…
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say uncle
I figured a nod to Vlad and my vamp-fueled youth long overdue. Say Uncle.
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i bought a mango
Short termed or not or what, I moved here. It’s time to live here.
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happy birthday, d6!
This March marks the fifth year of deepsicks dot com! Five years old, baby honey! SOOOO BIG!
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building a desert
I have to remind myself to remember, take pictures. Slow down.
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new happy year
When I first moved to Vancouver, I had a three-month sublet, a bedroom filled with meanings not my own. Everything is temporary, knew that already, eating off a stranger’s plates and sleeping in a stranger’s bed. I looked forward to a different living situation to have a space of my own, with my own things,…
