thoughts and thinkings of a woman navigating her twenties
occasional diary entries. sometimes in the form of handwritten notes. some extra words posted in between.
Month: September 2025
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Dear Digital Diary, Last week I was standing over the Grand Canyon. The rocks were painted red like bricks, but there was nothing artificial about the miles and miles of peaks and valleys and pure canyon. I could barely see the trees that sprinkled the earth below, but I could see a hazy green. Someone next to me — who’d smartly brought binoculars…
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Dear Digital Diary, this is what I wrote on October 14, 2023. “I think it’s funny that you think your mind will grow as you do, but it doesn’t. I’m chronically seventeen. And I still feel as I did when I first started writing in journals just after I turned eleven. The thing is that…