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Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
The doors of Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Monasterio de San Lorenzo de El Escritorial 
Parque de El Retiro 
Parque de El Retiro 
ethereal heron 
Cima Tosa at Lake Molveno Italy 
One of the many waterfalls at Monasterio de Piedra, Spain
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I think it was a month ago exactly that I said I wanted to continue writing my blog as an outlet and something I wanted to stick to. One month later, I obviously didn’t. I could say it’s frustrating that I can’t follow through with anything, but like dealing with someone who’s burned you a
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I answered one of those daily prompts about something that I needed to do but hadn’t. I railed and whined about how my health was in a bit of a bad spot and that the great American way of have health insurance or go fuck yourself, was not working well for me. I knew I
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What is your favorite hobby or pastime? I have no idea what my favorite hobby or past time is as it changes with the wind. Maybe it’ll be collecting perfume this week, maybe next week I’ll go back to researching places in the map, or now it’s binging about shipwrecks. Hey remember that covid idea
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It’s a new month. The possibilities are endless of what I could excitedly commit myself to accomplishing that I may or may not follow through with. Every month to me is like a New Year’s resolution list in which I choose lofty goals to achieve and then I promptly don’t when met with the slightest
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Your life without a computer: what does it look like? First I think I’ll clarify, life where computers suddenly vanished would be chaos and we’d probably all die pretty quickly so good thing I don’t feel like spiraling into that hypothetical scenario. Honestly, I have no idea what I would do. I consider my phone
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What brands do you associate with? I used to think brands were really important. I grew up in a private school where your clothes were scrutinized just as much as the amount of money you had. I was never a popular kid, but I thought just maybe if I bought the brands they thought were
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Ah the witching hour. Midnight again. The time when normal people are winding down from a productive day. As we have seen, I am not in that group. the moments before midnight for me, are spent frantically trying to turn in all the homework that I had a week or more to complete, realizing I
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It’s the end of another day in my household, one that seems to play out all too familiarly. I start my morning with a semblance of a routine that I have cobbled together; a leftover from Europe I suppose. I wash my face, make myself a thermos of tea (this week I am stuck on
Ghosts in The Attic 