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Happy 2 years to PL
Two years ago today, I posted a link to an audio and a story. It is the story of meeting Anonyfun in his hotel room after he slips you the key in the hotel bar. It goes just as you’d think it would – sweet, spicy and satisfying. The stories and audios I’ve made over…
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The Walmart Cure
Caution: This is a Vulnerable Post If you’ve read enough of my blog you’ll figure out that I am single after a long relationship. Twenty-eight years long, as a matter of fact. We lived together for most of my adult life. Living on my own has been a wonderful experience in some ways. I am…
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How Old is Too Old?
The other day, I learned that a VA was having a milestone birthday that’s way in my past, and I messaged a smutty colleague: “Tell me I’m not too old to be doing this.” My bio says that I am GenX, and that identifies me as older than most of the female VAs I’m aware…
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This Must Be The Place
I’ve been thinking about places. I’ve been thinking about how places hold memories of sense and feeling. There was a big old maple tree behind my childhood home, part of an abandoned farm. The ghost of a barn lay crumbling there, along with the rusty skeleton of an old VW bug. I was afraid to…
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Bloom
Back in January, a friend of mine reminded our social media community of the concept of a word for the year, and I decided to choose “bloom.” To bloom is to come to life after sleeping, hibernating, resting. Blooming is the culmination of growth, the flowering a powerful display of the plant’s beauty and power.…
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Fuck Valentine’s Day
Full disclosure: this is the second time in my life I’ve written a piece with this title. The first was when I was 20 and writing for the student newspaper at my university. I was single and bitter about it, but having been a romantic since my early days, I wanted to mark the occasion.…
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New Year, Old Me
The temptation to remake myself every new year is strong. I love the idea of fresh starts. New notebooks, a fresh stack of paper, a new pen, a clean slate. Leave who you are in the old year and begin again. Be whoever you wish you could be. Fix whatever is wrong with you. But…
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Death, Like a Door
CW: death My dad died today. If it seems weird to you that I’d be writing a blog post, well, it is, a little. But writing has always been the way I process things, so I’m doing that now. My dad lived a long life and the last few years were not great for him.…
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