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She Was Living in a Future That Didn’t Exist (opens the original)
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She was twenty-one, and she was already tired of a life that had barely begun.Nothing was actually wrong. She had a family, a room she could call her own, people she could talk to, things she wanted to learn, and ordinary evenings that could have been peaceful. But peace had become difficult for her. Her mind was always somewhere ahead of her—three years from now, five years from now, in a career she hadn’t built yet and a life she hadn’t lived yet.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" hr
The Chair You Left Behind (opens the original)
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Sometimes I feel like I’m standing in front of a doorI once spent a long time trying to closeNot because I hated what was behind it.Because I loved it too much.<img alt="" class="sizing-normal" height="664" src="https://substackcdn.com/imag
How Long Does It Take to Build a House? Apparently, Forever. (opens the original)
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Hi, I am writing this article to extract my frustration, anger, ewwness from my heart, mind, and body. I know sometimes things are hard and demand patience. I would suggest everyone to please see how a home is actually made. I mean, with so many problems, frustration, and dust you have to go through. It’s very hard to keep patience for 3 months, when it was decided the work would be completed in 2 months, and it’s going to be 4 months.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://su
I Want More From Life, But Not at the Cost of Losing You (opens the original)
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It was 10:38 at night when he called, and I was still sitting at my desk with my laptop open, a half-finished assignment staring back at me, several tabs scattered across the screen, and a notebook beside my hand filled with things I had promised myself I would finish before going to sleep.<sou
While the Train Is Yet to Come (opens the original)
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Sometimes I feel like I’m standing at a railway station,watching trains leave one after another,telling myself, the next one will be mine.<img alt="" class="sizing-normal" height="664" src="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!9M5p!,w_1
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