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Sending love from New York City

Our feet dangled below the polished bar top as we sipped on delicate, artisanal cocktails, captivated by New Jersey’s glimmering nightscape framed before us across The Standard’s velvety jazz lounge windows. Notes from the band on stage waltzed up to the tall, magnificent ceilings, heavy with clear glass globes of faint, glowing lights. I ordered a side of fries and did not feel out of place folding out the silk napkin across my lap. I am twenty-eight, but it probably wasn’t until that moment did I finally feel like a real adult. Every night in New York City could be…

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Hawaii is not overrated. 

I stretched out on my sarong to avoid the sand, drenching the light fabric with warm ocean water dripping from my hair. That’s how you do it: soak in the sun, run into the waves, and lay out til you’re dry and hot again. I slipped on my Ray Bans and looked out to wave at D, my dreamboat playdate. He was tall, tan and handsome, just another local surfer dude (okay maybe a psychiatrist) with a million dollar smile and eager to make the most of our time together. It was another beach day in Hawaii, and I was…

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Part Two: Two girls and the Grand Canyon

We drove for four hours from Las Vegas to Horseshoe Bend, and it was the most beautiful drive I’ve ever driven. The freeway stretched fearlessly ahead until it disappeared over the edge of the desert and brilliant blue sky. Weathered, metal striped rock formations sprawled out along the road, the sun burned above us like we were on Mars. Renette and I nibbled on our 20 pc. Mcnuggets as we passed by little, abandoned towns made up of farms, empty fruit (?) stands and where all the buildings were closed (forever?) Maybe it’s a Sunday thing. Horseshoe Bend was hard to…

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Part One: Two girls and a desert

We staggered into the Rio hotel, Las Vegas late Friday night, looking alarmingly out of place in our hiking books and massive backpacks. That’s one of the best things about having a best friend-you can both look stupid together but it doesn’t matter because you’re not the only one. The Rio is off the major strip, and although it was a short Uber ride away and shuttles loyally chugged through the night, we decided to save our energy for Saturday night instead. We checked into our room, changed, and hit the casino lounge bars til 4am, gingerly accepting drinks from…

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I already love you, 2016

In 2015, I just continued learning how to be an adult.   I switched many desks at work, I paid my student loans, I moved into another studio downtown, I read books, I made friends with strangers, I danced on bars, I volunteered, I traveled often and traveled far, I adopted a cat, I developed a taste for tequila and port,  I dragon boat raced, kick boxed and started rock climbing, I bought a lot of booze, I paid my bills on time, I created memories with my best friends, I survived hangovers that should have killed me, I survived…

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If I leave Portland, you’ll find me in Seville

It took me about ten minutes after getting off the train to consider quitting my job and selling all my things to move here. For the first time since my eurotrip started, I was able to relax once I arrived in Seville. Oh, what a difference one train ride through Spain made! Seville is a gorgeous, warm city in the south of Spain, about an hour and a half drive away from the ocean. After a joyful reunion with my travel and childhood buddy Jenny, I was immediately embraced by our Airbnb host Oscar. I love being greeted by kisses…

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To all the boys I’ve ever loved

To all the boys I’ve ever loved, There aren’t too many of you out there. If I ever loved you, you knew. There was once a time in my life when I only saw you, and looked up to you like you were magic. I held your hand happily as we strolled down countless streets together. We would go to restaurants and share food, and I would sit next to you rather than across from you so that I could kiss you whenever I wanted. I loved telling you about my weird dreams and we probably laughed a lot. I would…

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If you’re happy, then why not stay?

I left Taiwan because it was time for me to explore the next chapter of my life. I thought I was going to get a ‘real’ job, get married, and settle down just like everyone else, to embrace the security and luxuries of American mainstream #lifegoals. After four years of living abroad, I was 25 and excited to come back to the States to become a proper adult. Two years later, I have everything I had ever wanted (except for the getting married part, and that’s probably a good thing.) I am content with where I am at, but I can’t…

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