Category: 1,000 miles
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1,000 miles: step 53
Have you ever heard your name pronounced over and over over the course of 3 hours by a toddler? Try unexpected, last-minute babysitting for a friend of yours. It’s like listening to the many Claudia-named songs out there, minus the easy listening… Lesson learned: I should change my name and address the next time I hear, Claudia, where’s the…
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1,000 miles: step 52
I found Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar on my local library shelf’s today (and will be taking it off my to-read shelf shortly). I kind of wish I had come in knowing nothing about the author. Digesting an author’s work as autobiography, is a dangerous temptation. I would hate to have every single creative text I…
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1,000 miles: step 51
Things I’ve done so far in this brand new year: visited the national zoo, started volunteering again at my local library, read Henrik Ibsen’s A Doll’s House, used a fax machine, a digital one, saw a squirrel fly jump 1-2 feet high in the air, saw a baby fox stray cat, worked on a few job applications and…
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1,000 miles: step 50
A little over a year ago, I resolved to wake up earlier in the mornings. I wasn’t too successful. Though I’ve certainty made progress, particularly in the latter half of 2013 (thanks to a job over the summer and many calculus study sessions). And though time is far too precious, I find that making use of it…
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1,000 miles: step 49
Now that I’m on break from school, my time management is already off balance. Tonight, I placed two pictures of my brother in a frame. Moments later it struck me that the baby on the right and the 10 year old holding a zebra on the left had about the same pose and smile: It’s incredible… that the…
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1,000 miles: step 48 & a lesson from @JuHong89
Over the weekend, my little brother and I tore up a box Mommy brought home. It held a small Christmas tree. We dressed it up with characteristically inartistic style. The last time we saw a Christmas tree in our home was the winter of ’07. I realize I’m lucky to have known a united family and to have a family, albeit…
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1,000 miles: step 47
West and East Beverley St is in a cozy corner of Staunton, Virginia. Some 2.5 hours away from Alexandria. The visit’s purpose: to witness the Blackfriar Theater and watch Romeo and Juliet as English play-goers would see the drama-tragedy in the good ol’ days: with the lights on. 16th century London. No camera or filming of the lovely performances. Few…
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1,000 miles: step 46
Most mornings find me tightly bound to my blanket, ignoring every one of my three rise-and-shine alarms. I read once (in one of my favorite novels growing up, Spinelli’s Stargirl) that we are most alive, most human in those first moments after waking up. I find some truth in the idea, particularly after I’ve woken up from a…
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