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  • A glittering opportunity – if I fail

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    Yesterday, I learned about a job opportunity here that I’d never knew existed anywhere else: Vadazzled. It’s like Badazzled (the rhinestone-cased jeans, purses, hair scrunchies that you can DO-IT-YOURSELF), except this is for your who-ha and apparently there are employees in Scottsdale or Tempe, I can’t remember where their office is located, that will make…

  • Hi, I'm (sluprssssss) Rachel

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    How, in a day, can one person go from feeling promised to god-awfully alone? What exactly changed in the last 24 hours? Was it the dream where I came upon a bridge, blocked off and blending the sky, concrete and water in such a way that couldn’t see where it ended? The sign reading Wilkes-Barre,…

  • Your face, bookmarked

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    I’ve missed reading things in real time. Daily browsing of your flowers, chickens, sons, oceans. Everything is strange for me here and I’m trying not to think about all the things I have to do to become settled. My desk compared to everyone else’s is sterile, but covered in dust giving me an eerie feeling…

  • River trip photos and a quick hello

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    There are about 5 billion more, so if you’d like to waste more of your day here’s the link I know I’ve been away for a loong time – forgive me – I’m living on a futon out of suitcases and trying to learn how to walk again in a new job. As much as…

  • The Last Leg of the journey is always done alone

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    This is it. The last day of my month long driving tour. When I enter Arizona this afternoon I’ll have traveled to 16 different states, a few multiple times, in 30 days. This last leg: Little Elm, Texas to Phoenix is 1,070 miles and 17 hours of being in a car with myself. I hope…

  • New Mexico is where bananas go to die

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    …and diesel engines. But thank god for my mechanically inclined step-dad who managed to fix it, but who also just smashed my elbow in between the back seat and truck frame. The past two days I’ve been up since 5 am with spotty sleep. Part of me wants to curl up on the black top…

  • I think I know where you are, he says

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    Past the clear creek, the rocks electric with lichen, the balding mountain peaks is my past. It’s strange being near my boyfriend’s hometown and not having him here with me – like I’ve left my mallard in a tar pit. We traveled this country so many times together taking the lemhi valley highway from Bellevue,…

  • Thank the rain in Colorado

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    The forecast predicted clear skies, 80-90 degrees (cooler with each Northern mile.) of course when a prediction or expectation is made, the opposite happens. We entered Colorado after the dullest, blow your brains out drive through Kansas, my sole advice for driving across the country: if you must travel through the hotter than hell’s hinges…

  • Salinas KS – life is swell on the sunny side

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    Kansas clouds hang heavy like dormant missiles. The sky a mine field, bomb house waiting for the right weather trigger. The truck stereo plays big bands 4 – trumpeters in white suits, glamorous women in turquoise gowns – in the heart of Kansas time has rewound 70 years. The world was at war. And from…

  • Crumb and get it

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    In Virginia while mom and I were trying to find a hotel room that first night, we passed at cookie shop called ‘Crumb and Get It.’ And in Oklahoma entering the city limits, you’re still 22 miles out from downtown. Three anthracite crows pow-wowed in a grassy median. ‘I wonder what they are plotting?’ mom…