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I'm a daydreamer and a night thinker.  I always have been.  I sleep with one eye open, which might be because I have FOMO or maybe because I have PTSD from when my apartment was broken into while I was sleeping but most definitely because my OFF switch has been disabled.   I may look dormant,... Continue Reading →

For the Love of Statues

I had a post ready for this week but with everything that has happened, I don't think you want to hear about me using yogurt masks or letting Jillian Michaels kick my ass everyday.  You can downplay what happened this past weekend.  In fact, you can completely ignore it.  Just know that in doing so,... Continue Reading →

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