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I've been told I have a lot to say.
I've been told I have a lot to say.

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I saw Michelle Branch in concert a few weeks ago and I was floored. I don’t know why my expectations were so low prior to the concert, to be honest. Maybe because, despite knowing her first two records by heart 14+ years later, I hadn’t listened to either…

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When we first moved to America, I remember my mother taking us with her when she went to the DMV to change her name. For the longest time, I thought she was getting my father’s last name, her married name, added to her license. “Maybe that couldn’t be…

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As I’m standing over the stove. As I’m pedaling away on the spin bike. As I’m scribbling furiously in a notebook. As I’m reading a book. As I’m laughing with my friends. As I’m spending time with my boyfriend. As I’m catching up with my family via Skype.…

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We’re just halfway through 2017 and already I have several commitments for 2018 in my planner. As much as I like to plan things, that level of planning ahead is unheard of for me. It means that, for the foreseeable future, my commitment to DC is tangible,…

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By the third night, I awoke in a panic. My chest felt heavy, almost swollen and tight. My lungs couldn’t get enough air. My fists were clenched by my side. And my body was filled with a sense of dread, of anxiety, of stress as a dead weight. The first…

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Editor’s note: the July edition of my monthly newsletter, Notes from MP, hits inboxes Wednesday morning. Subscribe here if you want to read exclusive personal essays by yours truly 🙂 Goodreads tells me I have read 41 books as of June 30, which is a little…

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The rollercoaster looms above us as we get closer, ever more imposing. Even if I crane my neck, I can’t see exactly how high it goes up. I can, though, hear the swoosh of the speeding cars as they rush by, the unmistakable screams of themepark goers who…

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I’m having trouble writing longform pieces lately, though I don’t know if you could call a nearly thousand word essay longform (actually, I know the answer to that: you don’t). Tweets and Instagram captions are easier, though sometimes those are hard for…

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“We need to get more logs for the pit,” my boyfriend’s dad said to him as we made our way back to camp. “We can get some before dinner.” It was then I noticed the brick-and-stone fire pit in the camp. It looked like the bottom of a chimney that had been…

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With my boyfriend and my best friend out of town this past weekend, I had a full 48 hours to myself to whatever I pleased. Granted, I always do whatever I please — no one tells me what to do! — but this time, I could truly do whatever I pleased, without…
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