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bostonian summer
Living statue in the public garden. Boston is starting to feel like home, slowly but surely.
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flax-golden tales: the magic number
the magic number Math has never been my strong suit, but I do love numbers individually when they don’t require addition or subtraction or complex calculations. When they can just be what they are
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now we are thirty-three.
It seems like an auspicious sort of age. So far it is raining, but I am rather fond of rain.
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links in lieu of actual post.
I am still in post-moving recovery mode. There are lots of cardboard boxes involved. It is also my birthday tomorrow. So I will still be internet-light for a bit while I’m settling in and
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flax-golden tales: sunken ships and siren songs
sunken ships & siren songs They say the sea is filled with nothing but claw-snapping creatures and danger. That it should be avoided at all costs, that it is something to fear. I can’t
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lucky.
Found a four-leaf clover today. Am wondering if it is lucky even though something clearly took a bite out of it before I discovered it, or if it is now only mostly lucky.