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it begins here…
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A forest ranger. A botanist walking through the rows of a greenhouse at dawn. Someone on a ranch who just exists alongisde animals and lets the guiet do its thing. I honestly don’t care about the title. I just want the feeling. No one calling me to solve something. No checklist that multiples the second…
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The fight for equality has always visibly existed. But growing up especially in the 2000’s there was still a sense that progress, no matter how slow, was still moving foward. Over the last several years it has felt like the walls are coming down. Rebulican vs Democrat. Liberal vs Conserative. A battle constantly over who…
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There’s something strange about childhood events you don’t remember until someone reminds you they happened. They feel dreamlike and almost transplanted, like you feel it and remember it but not being able to trust the memory because you forgot it in the first place or your mind forced you to. The feeling of this innate…