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Daria | A Fight or Flight Life
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A Fight or Flight Life. I met Daria once and only once. I don’t know if our paths will ever cross again, which is something I’m totally fine with. We met in line for the bathroom at a divey bar – but to be fair, I was the one in line. She stumbled out of the men’s room frustrated that there was someone already in there. I asked her where she was from because when the employees walking by sternly commented she couldn’t go in there, her accented and sassy response made me laugh. Exotic Ukraine! Maybe it wa...
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Chased | A Fight or Flight Life
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A Fight or Flight Life. I hear this call far behind me, over the sound of the podcast I’m listening to. It’s after 10 pm and I’m almost home. I look back, see nothing, but as I turn back, notice a man coming around the corner. Through the bushes. He’s tall and moving quickly. 8220;Ma’am”. Another call in my direction, and I walk faster. I might as well be running! 8220;….Ma’am! 8220;Ma’am, ma’am. Can you hear me? His mother had a stroke, he says. He asks me for bus fare to Burien. I explain that I don...
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Tires | A Fight or Flight Life
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A Fight or Flight Life. My grandmother used to take me to playgrounds. We did this often. As a young girl, I lived near Somerville School, which had the best kind of playground: tires. I was never afraid to jump, I was infallible and confident in the face of danger! And I never got hurt, she ensured I never could be. I’ll never stop jumping tires, Gram. If I know how to be a person, a person that is strong, brave, confident and respectful of all things (even those I do not understand) it is because I am ...
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Traveling on Oliver Sacks | A Fight or Flight Life
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A Fight or Flight Life. Traveling on Oliver Sacks. There’s a rhythm to being on the road that always takes some getting used to. Tonight it’s happened all very quickly, many thanks to my generous boyfriend who dealt with my frantic chaos on the way here. I was nervous and late and not coping well. Thinking I was going to miss my flight, I instead entered a 4 hour line to re-book my itinerary and connection. In “My Periodic Table” he claims that the scene of a night sky powdered with stars cat...Address n...
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Unearthed | A Fight or Flight Life
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A Fight or Flight Life. Photoshop and curiosity teamed up on me today. It’s possible that by this time tomorrow, I will have some answers, or at least a direction to uncover details of long-lost family in New Zealand. If I ever wanted to be our family historian, I’ve found my opportunity. During lunch, I decided to see what I could do to restore the image on Photoshop. I’ve just started to learn Photoshop and am falling deep into its well. A few adjustments later and here you have it, folks! And I wonder...
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Bursting | A Fight or Flight Life
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A Fight or Flight Life. It’s hard to put words to the page which put an accurate measure to all the feelings I’m feeling. More than anything, I feel a heightened sensitivity to just being alive. There is a homeless man I walk past every day after getting off the bus. He sits on the corner of 15th and K NW, happily and. So let’s get micro. People still say please and thank you. We can laugh every day, and. I’m going to continue. April 24, 2015. Laquo; Previous Post. Next Post ». Leave a Reply x. MEDIA BY ...
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Making Good | A Fight or Flight Life
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A Fight or Flight Life. I woke up out of my sleep three weeks ago making a frantic note on my bedside table that I would be a better pen pal. I actually wrote I WILL BE A BETTER PEN PAL in all caps. This note was pushed aside as I began to pac. K my things and prepare for the move. I wrote on this scrap paper about different apartments and jobs, so this pen pal line was kind of a nuisance. Especially because I was half-conscious when I wrote it. This has been both good and bad! Bad in that I have long co...
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Inspiration | A Fight or Flight Life
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A Fight or Flight Life. Instead of seeking employment, I did just this, despite all the backlash from people I respected personally and professionally (this was confusing). But 22 years seemed too young to settle into the rat race. Just do, and just be. I am what I am, and that is…me. Leave a Reply x. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Glory, Glory on St. Helens. C...
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Julep & Tulips | A Fight or Flight Life
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A Fight or Flight Life. This is the song posed to define the Spring of 2015 for me. I love the easiness of it, the lightness and simplicity. I also love mint juleps, so maybe I’m biased. I saw the Punch Brothers in early March, in Portland, ME. These talented musicians, and the spontaneous weekend trip and friends I got to see were just what I needed. April 1, 2015. Laquo; Previous Post. Next Post ». Leave a Reply x. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Enter y...
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The Luminaries – Quote | A Fight or Flight Life
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A Fight or Flight Life. The Luminaries – Quote. I’ve taken to the practice of annotating each book I read (only the ones that I own, friends! In doing so, I want to remember vocabulary and phrasing, and the quotes that elicit me to write of my own mind. Dawn is such a private hour, don’t you think? Source: https:/ adrianmasters.wordpress.com/2013/08/20/the-luminaries-by-eleanor-catton/. September 9, 2015. Laquo; Previous Post. Next Post ». Leave a Reply x. Enter your comment here. C'est la vie. Be Free: ...
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