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.
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Dear Digital Diary, perhaps I’m finally maturing. I’ve still got a few years until my brain is considered ‘fully developed’, but I feel as though I’m starting to migrate that way. It wasn’t like I hit any sort of epiphany, but it’s beginning to show in subtle ways, gradually entering a more mature state. Sort…
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Dear Digital Diary, can’t a girl just have one minute of peace? It’s the day before Valentine’s Day. Friday the thirteenth. I’m on my phone, scrolling through TikTok (a habit I promised to leave in 2025), when I get a notification. It’s not a text from my boyfriend.Not an email about my recent job interview.Not…
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Dear Digital Diary, I’m twenty-two but that doesn’t mean I can’t have childlike fun. In early 2025, it snowed in Savannah, GA. The southern city hadn’t seen that amount of snow since the eighties, and for most, it was the first time they were seeing a glimmer of the winter wonderland that I’d grown up…
Dear Digital Diary 