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  • The Winding Road

    August 24, 2020 by

    At 24 years old, if I’m lucky, a quarter of my life is behind me. I live in a strange town in a strange state, and my best friend here is the armchair in my living room.

    If you had told me a decade ago that this is where I would be, I would have laughed in your face.

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