changing.

changing.

I hate change. Call it ocd, call it a need for security, call it whatever. I just hate change. Lately I’ve been trying to enjoy the changing of seasons. I tried getting into the whole…

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change, part 2.

change, part 2.

Contrary to my previous decision that my bedroom no longer has a dance floor, I just had a nice fifteen minute dance party. So maybe I have to dance around my bed… there’s still dancing…

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change, part 1.

change, part 1.

My brain is really scattered all of the time. And it’s full of pictures {which makes it hard to describe 94% of anything I’m thinking} and colors, sounds and sparkles. For the past fourteen or…

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If we all get together, we can all change the world.

If we all get together, we can …

Tonight I was reading about the fire in San Andres, Philippines. It took me back to the Philippines and how driving past those little shanti villages, my heart would break and my eyes would fill…

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